Very conscious of the high heels, silk swaying hemline and waist cinchingbelt I stood somewhat in the night shadows of a venerable oak thatcommanded t...e curbside meeting place.Headlights.Powerful hum of the black stallion of a mighty Charger rolling to pick meup.He got out to get the door for me, his strong hand brushed high up mysmooth shaven thigh, I gasped, he circled my silken waist, and planted akiss which was preceeded by an exploring tongue darting upon my lips, mybody arched in black. The book got interesting, and I finished another four chapters before I thought of Robert again. I put the book down and slid back on his mouth. His tongue started licking my pussy, and I loved how warm and wet I felt. I was amazed at how easily I was using him, and more importantly, at how much he seemed to enjoy the abuse. I was beginning to understand how a woman could get accustomed to this kind of attention. I had a really nice, deep orgasm. I had no idea his tongue could probe so deep.I. I pretended not to notice too much, but I stopped dead in my tracks and pretended that I needed to pick up and fold my discarded blouse and waited to see what he might do. This time he put his right hand on the inside of my knee and rubbed softly and moved his hand up about three or four inches closer to my crotch. I turned around and sat down on the seat in the back facing him. He rose up and followed me to the back seat and faced me and lowered his face into mine kissing me. “Brian, what are. I moved her panties to the side and started a series of long, slow licks, each begining just below her outer labia and moving to the clit.Now to an older guy who has eaten a wide range of pussy, a young women's pussy offers a unique opportunity. I got through the salty layer of sweat on the outside, and as her labia open I caught a wiff of that sweet pussy juice I was after. I spent considerable time on her clit, alternately nibbling it with my teeth, lashing it with my tongue, then licking it.