Finally. When Michael returned he already had his fly undone and sat down opposite me on the outdoor 3 seater couch and pulled out his already semi ha...d cock. He started stroking it slowly. I got up and walked over to sit beside him. Unzipping and unbuttoning my own jeans and pulling out my own cock which was now hard and already starting to precum. I reached over and grabbed Michael’s now fully hard cock in my hand and started stroking it. It was a thing of beauty. Thick at the base but then. ‘Like that.’ She gasped as my fingers plowed through the folds of skin. ‘I don’t want to ruin our friendship.’ ‘Keep doing that and … oh fuck yes, just like that … you won’t. I promise.’ My face still next to hers as she leaned back hard against me, her back arched, her breathing slightly labored. I nibbled on her ear lobe. ‘I love to have that done.’ My fingers were sloppy wet with several now inside her, my thumb flicking her clit. ‘I’m going to collapse if we don’t lay down, just not yet. It seemed only minutes later, though actually it was about two hours, when she was jarred awake. Arms were around her, and a hard column was thrusting against her belly."Cal!" she exclaimed, staring directly into his face in the dimness. "Get out of here! You have no right--"His thick lips sealed her mouth, preventing further protests. Millie's brain reeled as his aggressive tongue stirred her mouth while his hand palmed the shivery mounds of her bottom.It's starting all over again! she thought. From our previous conversations, you know that my body is incredibly sensitive and almost any touch at all can turn me on. That I am almost constantly wet and even when I'm not, I can and will be within seconds. As you release me, I see the devilish smile and you notice me blushing. You move back so I can slide into the booth. I quickly grab for the drink, hand trembling a bit. You once again tell me I look beautiful and admit that you were nervous to meet like this aa well. That you actually.