A hand now on your crotch rubbing hard through your panties, my arm round your waste, you are squeezing your breasts, I rub hard, as your hips move rh...thmically you are rubbing my erect cock with your buttocks, my fingers ease inside your panties and slide into your wet pussy. We rub against each other as my fingers bring you to orgasm, I feel your body shudder, I hear you moan. We are still for a moment then you turn and kneel in front of me unzip my trousers, my erection springs out and you. I lift my hips up higher to ease some of the tension, but you suck even harder. You slide one hand from my ass to my pussy and push two fingers into me. I gasp as I feel your fingers penetrating me, which quickly draws my attention away from my throbbing clit. With your fingers wet, you slide them down to my ass. My body tenses as I feel you gently rubbing my tightly puckered ass and you nibble on my clit gently to distract me. I immediately relax and when I do, you push your finger into me. I. It brought a smile to my perverted lips, but you didn't want a smile. You wanted your pussy licked. You grabbed the back of my hair, forced my head into your lap, and whispered through the dark, "Suck my clit, baby." Quickly and obediently, I buried my face between your wet thighs, tasting every last good drop of your sexuality. I loved burying my face between your legs. I knew exactly how you liked your pussy eaten, and I was always willing to do it. I sucked slowly but firmly on your. And of course the reference wasn’t lost on me - it was him! “Hmm, are you volunteering?” I teased as I pulled my elbow away to link arms with him instead. I was rewarded with another quirking of his lips as we stepped out onto the street. He never broke his stride once, but he moved at a pace that allowed for my ridiculously high heels even though I’m sure we could have been walking faster. The sounds of the San Francisco night filled the air between us as we stopped at a corner waiting for the.