Because of the darkness, I struggled to see what she was wearing but what I did notice was the black high-heeled leather boots and a hooded poncho tha... came to just above the line of her leather boots. I struggled to see her face, which wasn’t a surprise as the lower part half had been covered by a red wool scarf that completely hid her mouth and I guess protected her face from the cold. About two hours later I had turned out the lights of to give Jennifer the opinion that I’d gone to bed but. Then I heard a noise under the seats in the row infront of me, ‘jesus’ I thought, they were eating her cunt right in front of me,..and quite well I imagine by the sounds radiating from Charlotte’s mouth she kept moaning and screaming ‘lick it you whores’, Charlotte leaned back in her chair so that the top landed right on my cock, which was very hard by now, she felt me sitting there and shouted ‘eek’ she must not have known i was there…she said I’m sorry….i said its quite awright..and i. That said however, I'm partly to blame. I tend to either "Chicken Out" or become incredibly dense whenever the opportunity to become intimate (Let alone sexual) with a woman whenever the opportunity presents itself. This happened more times than I care to count during my High School years (Never did enjoy the experience of life at a major college as I never got the chance to go to college).DO NOT GET ME WRONG!!!!!I know nice looking boobs when I see them. I know a good looking hot piece of. “You’re younger than Jess and we still go at it like rabbits every so often,” I chuckled.“Yes, well, Jess is beautiful and I’m not,” Claire mumbled.“Nothing to do with beauty, though you’re not bad looking. More the desire to,” I said.“Well, we don’t have the desire, not these days,” she said, looking uncomfortable and slightly down too I thought.I’m not sure why, it’s not like I had a strong desire or fantasy to fuck Claire, but the talk about sex had got me somewhat aroused. That and holding.