Now a hand caressed each buttock, circling, pausing to squeeze small handfuls of flesh. She caught up the soap again, and lathered his upper thighs, b...ttocks and lower back with long and lingering hand-strokes. Terence half-drowsed again. ‘Mm, what a pretty ass. It looks good in white soapsuds, good in red stripes too.’ Joanna whispered the words in a sing-song, musing tone. ‘Must make sure it’s clean.’ Terence felt a finger slide down the base his spine, between his ass cheeks. It flicked. I begin looking around for a more private place because I can't wait to get home anymore. I grab your hand and lead you to little more secluded area of the park where no one will hopefully see us. As soon as we are in the clear you drop to your knees and begin sucking my cock taking it inch by inch into your mouth. I struggle between watching you and keeping an eye out for people, but then make it even harder my slipping off your top and letting your amazing tits out and wrapping them around my. I closed my lips over the peaking nubbule of flesh and sucked hard. Breath whistled from her perfect nose and her eyes were tight shut as she wallowed in the sensation. As soon as I got into a rhythm with the suckling, she moved to cradle me more closely to her body. I squirmed to ease myself deeper into her embrace, for her gentle scent and perfect features had me wanting to get as close to her as possible. One thing I did know – if my friends could see me now in the arms of this. Suddenly, the world becomes colorless to me. The room is as black and white as the tuxedos and gowns that fill it, and everything in my pockets feels ten times too heavy. I reach for my cigarette case, feeling the cool metal of sterling silver. I can feel the etched design, and I can even see it in my mind. A heart with my name in it, a gift from my lover. ‘Hands out of the pockets.’ I do as I’m told, trying to find a way to stall any way I can–to get anyone’s attention before this man with the.