I leaned down, kissing her on the lips and probing with my tongue. Her dainty hand was wrapped around my hardening cock. She pulled away, and I groane... with frustration, but she just bent over, put the toilet seat and lid down, and pressed my shoulders, forcing me to sit. I knew what she wanted. Her pussy lips peeked out of her curly brown pubes. I leaned forward, grasping her round butt cheeks, and slowly licked her wet slit. I could feel her trembling as I sucked on her clit, and she pressed. When I pedal through the shopping district's brick-paved plaza I angle my pelvis so the vibrations through the horn of the saddle buzz my clit. Even if I'm not headed downtown I may deliberately go that way just to come that way, if you get my drift.The art studio is upstairs in one of the old downtown buildings. I arrived at the bike rack deliciously on edge, you might say. When I swung off Bessie I got a chorus of hoots from the bird watchers manning the benches under the plaza's ficus. I asked her if that would excite her again. When she said yes I asked her if she still wanted me to do the same things he did. She said not all the time but sometimes she actually craved it.She had me so worked up by teasing me all night. I could hardly say no even though I didn’t like being as rough as she had described the things he did. She was in total control. I looked back at the wide open window and saw that she had an audience of one. He was sitting in a lounger by the pool and had. I fell asleep amazingly easily for the first time inyears. DAY 3I awoke the next morning with my head laying on something warm. My eyesopened to the sight of a breast in front of me with the nipple winkingat me. Impulsively I opened my mouth and caressed the nipple with mytongue. I watched it stiffen as I traced the areola with my tongue tipand her breathing began to deepen. I started sucking on the nipple whenI heard her catch her breath."What are doing?" she asked hesitantly, "I feel.