Before my lips left her neck, my hand slid along her skirt until my fingertips rested under it near the bottom of her cheeks. ‘Oh-h,’ she moaned a... they were placed in the same place we last touched that day in the pantry. She thrust her hips back and spread her legs forcing my fingers deep in her. ‘Nice,’ she groaned as she wiggled her hips around making my fingers touch all over inside. ‘Mommy,’ Sam called out. ‘Just a minute,’ she replied loudly to him and, ‘Don’t stop,’ softly to me as she. Another deep breath. Trying to forget that damn two-and-a-half I still hadn't perfected, I reminded myself I could still pike tight enough to bite my own kneecaps.I put everything else out of my mind but what was next.Bending over I reached for Matt's shoulders.Of course we could've crashed right there if we'd lost our balance but we didn't. So far so good.Oh yeah. The balance part was really just starting. The key through this whole thing was keeping my center of gravity directly over Matt's. It hurt. I was whimpering and crying. I could feel his cock grow hard against my hip. Finally he stopped and started caressing my ass, soothing it. As I relaxed, my feet fell to the floor on either side of the bench, which parted my legs. He ran his finger down my ass crack and I shivered. Then the finger slid along my pussy lips and rubbed my clit. He circled his fingers, rubbing my clit. Ooohhhh! Then he began to slide his finger between my lips and found the wetness."Oho! She likes it! The. They went the rounds of the market buying various things Jazira needed, for which, even here outside the Controlled Area she paid with a quick scan of the CID implant in her forearm. Towards noon, they settled at a coffee shop for snacks and tiny cups of dark, sweet coffee."Tell me how you are," Jazira said to her friend. "And, how long you'll stay. And, why you wear that awful stuff? The Wars are over, by the grace of Al'lah."Jazira referred to the Hadith Wars of the late 22nd century, several.