I have on a simple silk black shirt and boy short set. If I lean this way or that way. You get a glimpse of my buttery brown skin. "You know me as you... slut. Your little whore, bitch or pet. But you have never seen this side. You really don't believe I have it. I know." I run my hand along your neck and up into your short hair. My fingers twine into the hair and I tug your head back. Making you look at me. "I haven't given you much of a chance to experience...Miss. Have I. Really?" I step. We drove to a secluded spot farther down the coast and I parked the car in a large grove of tall eucalyptus trees. We both got into the back seat and I took her in my arms and we kissed. We kissed like two teenagers on their first date. Our lips met and her tongue gently felt out my lips, force its way into my mouth and danced with my tongue. We kissed and kissed. We kissed lips, noses, eyes and ears. Helen's ears, like many women's ears were very sensitive. When my mouth moved down to the nape. Nibbling, biting, enticing my senses with his touch. The liquid heat of desire pools low in my belly as my body arches up to his touch. His tongue makes ticklish circles around my taught nipples. ‘Please, baby. Don’t tease, I need you,’ is wrenched from me as his hands smooth over the flexing muscles of my stomach. One finger slides slowly into my body as his lips enclose my nipple, sensation spearing through my body from one to the other. I can feel the pull of his mouth to my core as my. Their server came just then to take their drink orders. ‘I’ll stick with club soda,’ Kyle answered. ‘White wine,’ Paige said. ‘Does your mother know you dress like this?’ Kyle asked when the server was gone. Paige laughed at that idea. ‘You mean like this?’ She slipped the jacket off to reveal a tight red tank top. Kyle felt his hands ache to touch the creamy breasts tantalizing him as she leaned forward. He felt his cock swell and shifted in the seat. ‘Are you flirting with me, Paige?’ he.