We took each others shoes off and kissed ankles, toes, heels and every part of our bodies. I don't remember when or how Liz got my shorts off, but she...kissed and sucked my cock, balls, and ass while my head was back in her crotch. We kissed each others nipples, elbows, armpits - you name it.We only stopped kissing long enough for me to pull her to the edge of the bed, raise her parted legs and aim my cock for her pussy. She guided me bewteen her lips and I poked the head of my cock in and out. She would instantly get soaking wet and with the infamous Chicago wind, she would very quickly catch a cold - or worse. And putting a pretty young thing like her on the crime-ridden streets of Chicago would be like tying a raw steak to your neck and swimming with sharks!I stood there trying to come up with a solution. Finally, I decided what I would do. I helped the young girl to her feet and told her to follow me downstairs to the basement where my security office was. She picked up her bag. She shouldn’t have been surprised when she looked up from where she was sitting and saw Ty angle his 6-foot, 3-inch body through the door leading outside to Jessica’s patio. He was dressed in a pair of baggy shorts and a button-up shirt. The heat of his gaze when it landed on her made it clear he approved her of her similar outfit, a v-neck tee shirt and shorts that exposed plenty of skin in the hot, afternoon sun. Thankfully, she managed to avoid the tall black man as Jessica seemed glued to. I smiled back, but my cock was on fire. I needed to cum so bad it wasn’t funny. I didn’t want to pressure her though, so I decided to just suffer until she was ready. She raised up. She and I were sitting Indian style, facing each other. “You know, I’ve never done anything before tonight, so I probably won’t be any good at this. Just tell me what feels good and what don’t.” I thought she was talking about sex until she leaned over and took my rigid cock into her hand. She stroked it a few times.