I might find myself crouched by a trashdumpster in a seedy alley, or huddling behind bushes in a park, lookingnervously this way and that, trying to j...dge the safest time to make asprint for the next position of safety, trying to get back to the Hoteland into our room before Margo did. She, meanwhile, headed for somehigh-class singles bar where she'd pick up an attractive guy (or woman,sometimes, depending on her mood) for a wild night of Sex -- made allthe more exciting for her by just. I got tensed. She didn’t say or move for a minute. Then I gain my courage and again pulled up her nighty. She didn’t respond. I took it as positive nod and started pulling gradually. I could able grab the bottom edge of the nighty. The edge came up to above her thighs. There is only half a feet left to pull above her ass. Again she pushed my hand away from her thighs. She felt shy.I waited for a minute, and then pulled it from her back. I kept my hand there. Now, I was able to sense her smooth. "That feels so nice," she said, rubbing his neck. She put her arms around his broad, muscular chest, holding him possesively close.He moved to her other breast, and soon he felt her hand slide under the towel and move towards his groin. She took his stiffening cock in her hand and just held it, keeping it company as it came fully erect. Then she squeezed it gently and started rubbing the underside of the head with her thumb, making him groan."Did I teach you how to do that?" he asked. "I must. I took it out to read it, but before I could, she snatched it out of my hand.“Hey!” I sputtered.She quickly raised it above us with the selfie camera open and snapped a picture before handing it back. She giggled and said, “you look cute.”As we went deeper into the park – or, more like the woods – something seemed a bit off. She turned her head, almost as if reading my mind, and said with a smile, “we’re almost there.”As she led the way, I couldn’t help but stare at her ass sway in her stride..