I shrugged and said I could be in much worse company. She put her head on my shoulder and said you are very sweet. With her head on my shoulder I wa... looking down at her full cleavage, a bulge started to appear in my trousers which did not go unnoticed. She palmed my stiffening cock, then squeezed it lightly. I lifted her chin so our eyes met, soon our lips met. During the kiss she freed my pulsing cock, her skin on my exposed cock made it tremble. She lowered her head and soon her saliva. She was not wearing a bra. On my touch her nipples became taut. Seema moaned softly, 'Y... hes' as I pinched her taut nipples.'Is this all she does?' I asked.'No she touches my... ' blushing profusely she stopped.'Come on say it. She touches also your choot also' I prompted.'Yes didi she touches my choot' Seema said laughing nervously. I put my hand under her skirt and rubbed her choot.'Like this?' I asked.'OH Didi yes. Your hand feels soooo nice' Seema moaned.'What else does she do?' I. Months passed, I stopped leaving the door open as it got colder. I then saw a bicyclist riding past my house one evening. It was hard to remember that woman's face, being nighttime and fucking and all. But she made a habit of riding by every night about the same time, and then one day our eyes met and she smiled and looked down. It was her! I was convinced of that at least. Then of course I was waiting for her to ride by, and she stopped riding by. Again, I had stopped looking, and winter came. Becky was on her knees, anxiously waiting for more, waiting for me..."More... "It was all she needed to say."Did I say you could play with yourself?" No, I'm sorry Sir." Take your panties off."They were little more than a red thong, but now everyone could see Becky's tight little pussy submerged underneath everyone's urine. She left a tiny little landing strip above her clit and I could tell she was struggling not to masturbate in front of everyone."Rub them in the piss puddle."There wasn't.