His hands cupped my breasts and teased my nipples from behind as his teeth worked their way from my neck and down my back. His hands followed him dow...ward as he went to his knees once again. I watched him in the mirror. He groped my ass as he kissed the back of my knees, his mouth working its way up, his teeth grazing my upper thigh and nibbling just under my ass cheek. His tongue dipped in and lapped my dripping pussy. He spread my ass with his hands and licked up, over my ass and tail. I buck my hips, murmuring for more of this and any other touch. He heeds my call and thrusts his middle and index finger deep within me, filling me. My heart pounds, pumping so hard I fear he hears it. My body arches into his skillfull touch. I need, want and crave so much more, I want it harder, faster and deeper, I want his cock instead of his fingers, but he will not sooth this need untill I cum for him. I know this without being told. I am very close to release, I fill it starting. My pussy was getting wet as I pulled on the skirt. I could feel the cool air lapping at the lips of it and that feeling was making me even hotter. When I finished, I let Gary know he could turn around.What he saw, as I looked into the mirror, was me, wearing a skirt that barely covered my pussy. It only hung about an inch or so below my crotch. My breasts were clearly visible and stuck out proudly. My nipples were hard as rocks and sticking out about three-quarters of an inch from my. Looking to see that nobody was around, I unzipped my jeans and rubbed my mound through my red lace boy cut panties. The crotch of the panties got moist as I imagined Linebacker watching me masturbate. I moaned and quieted down, realizing where I was. I continued, allowing myself to get excited and the thought of getting caught with my pants down. “Oh, Linebacker,” I moaned. “That feels so good. Don’t stop.” “Need an extra hand?” a voice asked. I opened my eyes and Linebacker stood right in.