She looked at me glassy eyed and slowly descended till she was straddling my face. My cock now stood totally erect, jutting out like a tower pointing ...kyward. Reaching back she felt its heat and hardness and quickly pulled her hand away. Looking into my eyes as she began to scoot her pussy back and forth we both discovered its inherent eroticism. (She had always been a little self conscious about her weight and had never been on top) Her weight pressing down against my face turned me on and. As she looked up at me she said in a shaky voice "What are you doing here?"I replied calmly, "I was just dropping back a couple of DVDs I borrowed from Ray. You two look like your having a fun evening?" she seemed taken aback by the calm attitude I had in finding her in this situation. "Any chance I can join you? I'm guessing you wouldn't want anyone else to know what you've been up to?" I asked with raised eyebrows and a growing grin on my face. The tension cracked and she smiled back, "I'm. It was small and quaint with a Mariachi band playing on the patio. The sun was setting and they were both having margaritas. The heat of the sun added to the heat at their table. She wore an off the shoulders peasant top and a flowing peasant skirt. Her skin glowed with a slight gold and more freckles had appeared due to the sun. The three months of flirting and teasing also added to the sexual tension. This was not a tension of the unknown but more of the heat that they KNEW was so incredible. Soft I filled her mouth. She obviously hadnt ever done this. I watched her crying as she tried her best to work on my dick, and although she clearly wasnt any good at this, the feeling of her wet mouth on my dick was amazing. I thought about all the guys I had blown and now understood why they loved it so much. I started getting harder, but her teeth were brushing my dick. I pulled it out of her mouth and slapped her. I looked at her other compatriots starring at her with her slobber dripping.