They crossed over one another and settled onto my breasts as his might, cupping them gently.“Beautiful. Take as long as you need. I would very much ...rave to touch you as I see you now, the way you're holding yourself...soft, open, trusting."What other things had you wanted me to do with you, either tonight or the other times you mentioned? Or you, with me? Answer that inside your lovely mind. Don’t speak. Feel.”Or you, with me? His words sent an electric flashback through my groin as I recalled. The part where our hands wander, trickle of the edge of your jeans, skip over the top of your underwear. This is the part that drives you crazy with anticipation of what’s going to come next. This is the time when you close your eyes and let the sensory experience begin. This is the time when all your other senses take over, and this is the time when all you can think about is all the things you want to touch, feel against you. I lift up the bottom of his shirt, let the tips of my hair tease. As I relaxed the combination of fantasy and testosterone allowed me, within a short period of time, to look down to see that, thank God, my penis was, indeed, standing proud like Blackpool Tower, illuminations and all.Hardly had the realisation come that my prick was on form when Tina, retaining the initiative, stepped astride my midrift and slipped it right up inside her. In an instant of time my dreams had been realised. I was at last on the job in public. Furthermore, I knew that the view of. ” She sighed and rocked her hips. ”Faster… Up and down again…. A little harder. Faster,” she urged and began to moan, her breath coming in gasps.“Aahhhh; that's so good. Keep licking. Mmm."She suddenly looked sideways up at me and gave me a massive grin. I smiled back, gave a thumbs up, and she winked. I couldn’t decide whether she was really enjoying herself or putting on a damn good show for me. Whatever the reason, did I care? Not at all. In fact, I had a fist wrapped around my stiff cock.