"Simple: because I can and because you're going to let me." The background noise in the coffee shop increased as more people filtered in on their way...home from work, providing additional conversational privacy. Heather lightly caressed the back of Miranda's neck, and she relaxed visibly. "I want you to cum for me, sweetness," she whispered, her breath hot in Miranda's ear. "I want you to cum while I sit here with you, and with all of these people around." Heather paused for a moment and. I got closer to her, as soon as I was within reach she leant over and pulled down my pants. She looked me in the eyes and smiled, then leaned forward and licked the tip of my hard cock. Then took the length of my shaft into her mouth, I reached down and held the back of her head and began to rock my hips, fucking her wet mouth. She felt so good in her mouth, what started as tender touches, was getting more urgent. I put my hands lower and pushed her dress off her shoulders, then her bra. I was getting close to the point of no return, and I realized I was moaning pretty loudly. I was about to reach the point of no return when she moved again, pressing my legs back down and spreading them flat on the bed. She lay down by my side, took my cock in her mouth,gripped the dildo with one hand and pushed it back into my ass. As she resumed the fucking motions, I felt her tongue circling the head of my cock. About thirty seconds was all it took. “I’m going to come!” I said, thinking. The camera pulled out as she turned around and while bending over she began removing her last piece of clothing, her panties. The curvature of her body, the slightly parted globes of her rounded ass, the shapeliness of her legs positioned together as she teased it finally down were surely sending howls of lust into the air whatever bedroom or den she was being watched in. She gradually turned around while massaging hands went from shapely breasts to inner and outer thighs. Her fingers then.