She looked unnerved, completely unsure of how to respond and he fucking loved it. He kept his eyes locked on hers as he brought his fingers to his lip.... Her lips parted, and then her mouth dropped open as she watched him slowly lick her juices off his fingers. Her hips rocked off the bed, up towards him, but his eyes closed as his lips wrapped around the tip of his finger. He jerked her legs open, as wide as he could get them, and stared down at her wet little pussy. He kissed the insides of. She needed Kel to help her up and still had to lean back against the picnic table to stay that way.Seeing how unsteady she was, Kel put his hands on her waist and lifted her up so she was sitting on the edge of the table, then he stepped up close to her and, with his hands on her shoulders, lay her down on her back. He smiled at her, seeing her firm breasts sag only the slightest to either side of her chest; her tight nipples now pointing in different directions. He smiled wider when she lay. The first person to see me was the taxi driver and I was made to sit in the front seat next to him. It was quite an experience to see how a man tries to catch glimpses of a woman’s stockinged legs particularly the way he “accidentally” brushed his hand against my knee a couple of times when making gear changes. I suppose I must have been pretty convincing as a tranny.When arriving at the party, I could see so many women that I’d love to fuck. Many of them were my mother’s age but were dressed. But did you see what she was wearing?’ asked Emma, with a half-smile playing on her lips. ‘Not really. Why?’ ‘Did she lean over the table much?’ asked Emma, her tone slowly creeping up. ‘Come to think of it, yes. What are you implying?’ ‘Oh Jake!’ said Emma wistfully, patting his shoulder. ‘Bonnie was hoping you would notice her new black lace bra. She put a lot of effort into making it just visible enough when she leans over.’ ‘Really?’ he said, gaping. ‘I’m serious,’ she said, finishing her.