After a while I extended the area I was massaging, running my palms down her back and gently squeezing her waist. Every time I started to squeeze her ...aist I could feel a small reaction to my touch which I found exciting and I wondered if I could go further. I put my fingers under the hem of her jumper and lifted it until my hands were working on her bare waist, her reaction was stronger than before. I moved my right hand around to her front under the jumper and started to rub her tummy and. ”“I am glad you aren’t asexual!” I said, laying my hand on her cock, which twitched a little in response.“So am I!” she replied. “It’s difficult to find partners, but I really enjoy fucking.”The dirty talk was starting to bring my libido back into play. I partly blame that for my next incautious question. “Have you ever tried it with a woman? I mean, you have the equipment…”“Once,” was her response. “Like I said before, I’ve been to a lot of gay clubs, where I feel free to express myself. The top came solow on my chest that I had to be extraordinarily careful to not show mynipples, which by now incidentally, were so large they were difficult tomiss. I had to have new corsets to get my waist narrow enough to doeach one up and they had such miniskirts on them that my stocking topswere clearly on view and that was without the crinolines that held itstraight out like a ballerina's tutu, from my waist. The little apronwith each dress was useless for catching drips, it was too. She let out a small moan as I grabbed them and kept playing with them. Suddenly, I remembered the mother sitting next to us. I looked on the side and she was staring now. fuck, she was staring blatantly at us. The child was sleeping in her arms now, and as I made eye contact she did not stop staring. I wondered what to do for a second, and as I was so turned on, I just removed the shaw off my dick. Now, the mother stared even more as Tanya was playing with my dick. She just looked up and.