"I smiled and sauntered over to him, pulling off my gloves. The closer I got the hornier I became. I stood in front of him, pulled off his shirt and w...ped my face. Grabbing the back of his head, I pulled him to me and kissed him hard, my tongue invading his mouth. He had handfuls of my ass, as we broke our kiss. I pulled back, tore off my shirt and pulled off my shorts. Naked, except for my sneakers, I forced him back to the bench, pinned his shoulders down, and began rubbing my pussy over his. Did you like it? Remember when you were eight or nine, and you got all that stuff from your little catholic friends about "dirty", and you couldn't understand what they were talking about? Remember when you had . well, almost had sex with that high school boy when you were just thirteen? You didn't fuck him, oh no, not you, you ate his ass out and jacked him off, didn't you?" Who the hell was this person? "You ate this boy's ass. jacked him off with Vaseline till he came so hard..." Yeah I. We walked in and took in the ambiance, everything in Hindu style; Indian dressed people were greeting us and brought us to our seats.Lots of light weight curtains, colorful and separating the booths from each other and dampening sound because we could hardly hear the voices from nearby booths.In the booth a low table, lots of pillows to sit on so no chairs to deal with and decision making if I had to pull back the chair for her. She smiled at me and I returned the smile, unable to wipe it of my. I was licking pussy and enjoying it, but there was still a little problem with my conscience. I felt really bad about myself for being so weak, and for cheating, and for doing immoral things. In fact, I felt so guilty about what I was doing, that I stopped licking for a few seconds and started to sit up. “I can’t do this.” I said as I began to pull away.Emma thought that I could do it, and she wasn’t about to let me stop. Her hand instantly gripped into my hair again and she growled at me, kind.