Too old to be a girl, too young to be a woman, she stood a full six feet tall, with long black hair, vivid red lips like the raspberries in her basket... firm round breasts like the fresh peaches she was squeezing, a rear shaped perfect as a pear. She was wearing a black raincoat tied loosely over a blue turtleneck sweater and a tie dye skirt. The dramatic look was completed by calf length leather boots. I couldn’t help but stare as we silently danced separately through the fruit stands, testing. I ended up waking up at about 4 am in the morning. I reached down and couldn't find my boxers. I also reached behind me and my ass was lubed. I ended up pulling my boxers up, and layed on back on my side. I almost started to fall asleep again when I felt a hand around my side. He was touching me so softly and ended up working down to my hips. I was sitting still while trying to fight my dick from getting hard. He reached down my boxers and started to rub my cock. I was getting hard real quick.. I pulled out of her and turned her on her back and pushed my cock into her and told the barman to rub her clit, he did and I could tell she was coming again, she was wanking him furiously with his helmet in her mouth, and I knew he was coming, and so was I.She took his cock from her mouth and he shot his load down her tits, I pulled out of her cunt and she wanked me off down her tits also.He said that was the best BJ he'd ever had.We went downstairs for a cigerette leaving donna in the bedroom,. When we reached her bedroom she turned on a lamp and started to pick up items on the floor. She moved a pile of clothes from a recliner and a magazine fell to the floor. I reached down and picked it up, as I did so I could not help but see the picture of a woman tied to a bed and a guy licking her cunt. I looked up to see Tiffany staring at me 'sorry about that,' she said. 'But sometimes I get lonely and fantasize about those pictures .' I said 'yeah, they are stimulating.' She said let me.