Dave was lapping up all of Teresa’s juices as she kept coming over and over again, credit to him he stayed down there for ages.I then heard her say ...��I think I’m ready for you now Dave.”He kneeled up and positioned the head of his hard cock at the entrance to Trees pussy, and began to sensitively rub it up and down against her wet clitoris. Stimulating her nerve endingsHer knees were moving about with excitement trapping his ribcage then releasing him only to trap him a milli-second later.And. Her nipples enclosed but just.....a hint of them apparent. She knew they would spill out during the session ...spill out and be used by her Master.She stepped into the shoes he insisted she wear.....high heels that tilted her forward. Then she slipped on the tight shirt, buttoning up the bottom buttons but leaving the top ones open so her breast, tight in the corset could be seen ...but just the top the soft flesh that spilled over the top. Finally she pulled on a tight black skirt, a skirt so. When he returned, all I could do was stare at him. For some reason, I no longer felt guilty, about kissing Dan.When he sat down, he set our drinks on the coffee table, and I leaned over and kissed him. The kiss was the same as the one that he gave me in the library, and I never wanted to let go. As we sat there, my dick started to grow, and he started to rub it. It felt amazing, and I was getting pretty horny. I noticed his hard dick, and I could see its length stretching down his leg,. Then after I'm concentrating on getting off i notice that this glass window no longer had my reflection in it, it's the next booth over and the man in there is doing what I'm doing, only he's not watching his screen, he's focused on me. I pretend like i don't see him, my heart starts beating faster. What should i do? Should i leave? , should i pull my pants up? I decide that I'm going to let this old guy enjoy himself. If he can get off by watching me then I'm going to give him a show. I pull.