I liked the warmth of her pussy and started pushing my finger in and out and she was enjoying. I bent a little and sucked her boobs and she was moanin... heavily now. She was spreading her legs wide and pushing my face to her pussy. I knew she wanted her pussy to be licked. I slowly wet down and I swear it smelled like hell. For a second I pulled back but then I thought she licked me so well and made me cum and ate my sperms and I will have to at least lick her.I went near and touched her clits. Her beautiful face was inches from mine, her tits were bobbing on my bare chest and her smooth silky thighs were brushing high up on the inside of mine…My now rigid cock tapped from time to time against her lower body. I whispered quietly to get off from me; before we start something that then we could not stop.But she smiled and then she slid up my body, her breasts weighing more and more on my bare chest. Then she leaned down and kissed my cheeks before breathing in my ear that she was hoping. You leaned further over the table resting on your forearms. Was I imagining it, or were you rubbing from side to side against the front of my jeans, like a cat asking to be fed? Common sense fled out of the window, as I ripped off the protective tea cloth, and fought frantically with my belt and zipper. In my haste I was hopping from foot to foot and kicking at my shoes to liberate myself from the encumbrance of all of the clothes. Freed at last, I found that you had turned round to regard me. I leaned forward and slowly began working the back of her left thigh. Sliding my hands up her thigh from her knee all the way to the edges of her undies. I did this a number of times, each time my fingers sliding a little further around to her inner thighs, hands ascending to a place that was intimate and teasing, but not enough for actual contact. She groaned again and parted her legs further for me, allowing me a gorgeous view up her thighs. I groaned myself, knowing how aroused I was getting.