The seconds felt like minutes. Hours. Annamae tilted her head back and stared up at Steele. Her eyes as large and wondering as the boy’s.“No, he�...s not here,” Steele said. “I’ll take you home.”She buried her face in his chest again. “Thank you! Thank you so much!” Then she pulled back with tears rolling down her cheeks.“What’s the matter?” Steele asked.“I can’t leave.”“We’ll take the boy, too. He’s Molly’s son, right?”She nodded. “That’s not why I can’t leave.”Steele reached into his pocket and. After a few minutes I could see her juices starting to flow when she leaned into my kissing . “I so want you”she said “there are a lot of things that I like and can't wait to show you ”. I reached down rubbing her breasts still stroking my cock while asking her to tell me her desires.“Don’t think I am weird “she said as she looked up at me “but I like anal”.Now I don’t know if it was the look of shock on my face or the fact that I didn’t say any thing, but she quickly responded.”I knew you. My palms rub the skin of my soft thighs and warm them against the cold breeze that continues to ripple into the room. I pull my left knee up towards me and then let it lie back down to the side. My hand now travels to the inside of my upper thigh. As I do so, my right hand runs through my short, soft pubic hair, gently pulling it as I do so. After a moment, I draw my hand to my mouth to wet my fingers and then return it to my crotch. My wet finger tips delicately run over the folds of my. He growls in my ear, "Do you want me to stop?" But all I can do is shake my head and try to move closer to him and impale myself further on his strong fingers. I can feel his hard cock pressing my thigh through his kilt and my bunched-up skirt, and I'm desperate to have more of it.As Collum yanks my blouse down off my shoulders and my breasts pop out into clear view, a Faire-goer pops his head into the booth. The visitor's eyes go wide and he starts to back away, but Collum invites him to stay.