Dann schnalle ich meinen BH ab und beginne mit beiden Händen meine Brüste zu bearbeiten. Ich drücke mit den Fingern die Nippel, schiebe meine Brüs...e nach oben, so dass ich mit der Zunge meine steifen Nippel lecken kann. Ich streife ich mein Höschen ab und spreize erst einmal, mit den Füßen auf dem Sofa, meine Schenkel weit auf."Na, Andy, hier sieh genau hin, so geil sieht eine Pussy aus, wenn sie geil und feucht ist. Siehst du die Feuchtigkeit? Schau mal dir mal meine Klit an", und dabei drücke. I’m used to it, but I can’t really enjoy it. It usually leads to trouble. A slightly drunk guy approaches us, obviously wanting to be helpful in confirming this apprehension.“Becky, you’re drooling over this guy for the whole evening now. I’m sick of it.” He’s not really discreet about his accusations. I don’t even know who this Becky might be.“Andy, please don’t make a scene. We’re just talking.” Ah, it’s her. Talking? I haven’t exchanged a single word with her. But she has been watching me. I’m a woman. Well, not very experienced maybe, but I darn sure would like for him to teach me.I don’t know whether that asshole I was engaged to was any good or not. He got me off most times, but it sure wasn’t as good as some of the girls said theirs were.She unobtrusively glanced at his pants as he turned in the seat to check for traffic. He doesn’t run around with a hard-on like a boy, but I’ve seen a bulge there from time to time when his pants are pulled tight. And he’s a man, not an idiot. In response, I press my hips against her hard, and she feels the bulge of my cock in my pants. " Don't you ever say no to me," I say, and those words bring her head up like a puppy's. Her clit throbbing against my thigh, my words like an arrow of tension moving through her. She catches my eyes and fights the urge to look down, ashamed as she is of her reaction to my words. Instead, she keeps looking and she is rewarded by the intense lust she sees there. With two quick steps, I move her.