Already there was growing bulge. Looking around the bar, she noticed a small booth to sit in at the far corner. Taking his hand, she led him over ther.... Sitting down, they started to kiss. Her hand found his cock again and started to rub it up and down. They didn't care that more people were in the bar now. At that moment it was just the two of them. Stevens hand was now sliding under her top. Cupping her tits and rubbing her nipples through the lacy cup of her bra. Kissing Stevens neck, she. The suffocating tit finally released me from its pinning grip, but all I could get out was “Holy….oh my God…oh fuck,” as she raised up almost all the way off of me and slammed back down with intensity I’d never seen from her before. Her eyes were closed and squinted and her face wrinkled in deep concentration as she screamed out, “Yes!” “Holy shit you’re so fucking wet. I want to taste you,” I blurted out. She never opened her eyes or changed her expression while whispering, “Shut up.” Monica. Slowly she walked to her room with her dad right behind, once inside she fumbled nervously with the buttons on her jeans finally getting them undone, then slowly she slid them off, past her shapely hips and to the floor. "Panties too" said her father, and then lay down across the bed." "Please dad, can't I leave them on, it'll hurt just as bad," she pleaded, thinking how embarrassing it would be for her to have to expose her maturing body to her father. "You heard me girl, either you take them. Giggling, she started rubbing the growing bulge in my shorts . "Did you like seeing my hands on Amanda and Chase while you were behind me?" she asked.I just moand as a response. "Did you like seeing their hands on me?"Again I let out a moan, as hearing her recount our romp and the feel of her hand on my cock was all I could muster. "Did you like seeing me kiss them while you were fucking me?"her hand was pressing harder against me and she was moving araund alot in her seat. I knew she was.