The lust in his eyes when his hand stroked his cock while he looked at me. The way he told me to spread my legs, so he could rub his fingertips over m... panties, and slide the silky material between my wet lips. He loves my pussy covered in my panties, the flimsy, and pink, silky ones. I love watching him stroke his cock while he touches me, as he causes my panties to get wetter. The way his hand glides in long strokes as he stares at my panty covered pussy. Mmmmm, I can feel him. His fingers. " It's not a date. It's just Guy buying me dinner as an apology." Is that so?" Sylvie enquired. "It seems to me more about two friends having an intimate evening." Rubbish." Cried Marion. "It's making amends. That's all." Of course." Her friend told her smiling as if there was a private joke. "Guy will be the perfect gentleman." She paused. "If you want him to be." Sylvie!"As she drove back from Frant Marion's mind was turbulent. Regretting her impulsive agreement to have dinner with Guy at one. He gently lifted her up and surprisingly kissed her on the lips. There two tongues and mouths melted together as one for several minutes as they kissed in the moonlight. She pulled her mouth from his and whispered in her mouth that she wanted to be fucked by him He gently led her to the front of his patrol car, and let her lean against the hood of the car; he untied her halter top and pulled it off of her. With his two hands around her waist he slowly started to kiss her on one then the other. Ek hi jhatke m unhone 3/4 lund muuh m lelia. Vo madhosh hokar mera lund choos rahi thi. M bhi pura anand le raha tha or unke sir k piche hath rakhkar unhe apni taraf kheench raha tha. Mera lund pura geela ho chuka tha or m satve asman par tha. Fir didi ne lund muuh se bahar nikalkar bola ki mere muuh ki chudia kar, mjhe deepthroat m bhot maza ata hai. Itna sunte hi mne unka sir pakda or apna pura lund unke gale tak utar dia. Didi k chehre par ek gazab ki chamak aa gayi. Unki ankhe bilkul badi.