While my finger gently strokes the inside of you.As I look up at you, you are lost in your own little world, your fingers twisting, pulling and playin... with your boobs, you don't even notice me looking at you. The combination of the three, start to get you going properly, your breath coming sharp and fast. Your hips pushing into me.My lips continue to suck and play with your clit, rolling it between my lips and tongue, my finger now continuously running against your g-spot. Your back arches. Finally, looking at me she said, ‘I really like you, Pete. You are such a kind and sensitive man. So understanding and compassionate. You coaxed me out of that terrible depression and self-pitying funk I was in — I couldn’t have picked a better guy to collide with!’ And we both laughed. Then slowly leaning in towards me, she kissed me gently on the cheek. ‘Thank you,’ she said quietly. ‘Wow!’ I said. ‘I’ll never wash that cheek again!’ Once more, we both laughed. Then she groaned, ‘Oh, my face. "Nice... uh... Thanks, I guess," he said, stuttering a bit."Nice what?" I asked, curious."Nice... everything."I laughed, both embarrassed and flattered. "I got spanked," I said."Oh? Alexi?" Yeah! Caught me off guard. Was looking for food and he got me good."Jonathan smirked as I saw him look right at my tits. I had a feeling he was going to try something."Well, did you at least get him back?" he asked. "Yeah, I gave him a little spank of my own." I see...." and very quickly, he brought his arm. She gasped as he slid his hand up onto her inner thigh and began tracing his fingertips lightly around it. By now she was absolutely dripping and he could tell, the heat radiating from her little black thong. She put one arm behind her back to feel his cock straining against the fabric of his jeans. He began expertly flicking his index finger gently against her clit through her virtually non-existent underwear. He rubbed it hard and fast and as the first song ended and the crowd roared loudly.