He stared out the front window waiting. When he looked at her to question why they were not moving, her eyes were wide and wet. He pulled her to him a...d kissed her gently. His beard scratched her lips. She knew better than to ask where he had come from or what he had been doing. He had never answered those questions before. ‘I want you to see our new house. You can shower there.’ ‘I’m a little uncomfortable with that, but you can take me there to clean up and look around, but I won’t fuck you. “I know,” she sighed and gave her boyfriend a kiss over her shoulder.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Yoshiko froze, her eyes wide. Lips kissed at her mouth, tasting her spicy pussy juices she had smeared on her lips. But there was no one in the stall, no one who could kiss her. And yet she could feel soft, feminine lips nibbling on her lower lip, a tongue lightly licking.A soft feminine voice sighed: Ōjo-sama.Yoshiko tried to speak, but she couldn't. She was being kissed. A body was straddling. She decided to boldly challenge the window sign that read “no shirt, no service” and yanked the door open. A female customer gave her ‘thumbs up’ and smiled broadly just as a manager stepped up and asked us to leave. We did. But not quietly.A few doors away was an upscale diner with no window warning. Sue defiantly lead the way in, daring anyone to challenge her. The shift manager did.He whispered that a minimum dress code is expected and she could either cover up or leave. She roared, “Bare. I decided to push a finger inside. Paula moaned loud with pleasure.Then I asked if she liked it and she just whispered I should put two fingers.So, I pushed a long second digit in and began to finger fuck her. It was hot as fuck. I watched my fingers going in and out of her, sucked in by her pretty pussy lips. The folds of her labia were swollen and reddened as they rolled in and out with my fingers, glistening in the dim light there…Suddenly Paula whispered that I was going to make her cum. I.