But Karl mostly watched his charge, Pamela, sitting at the wrought iron café table with him. She was wearing a short sleeveless summer dress, her bra...less breasts playing sidewinder peek-a-boo in the large arm openings. No nipple flashed but much of her boob gave a show as she fidgeted, bending to adjust her heel straps or fluffing her hair. She twisted and turned, seeking out her next Zodiac among the milling throngs. Karl just enjoyed the view. Pamela had been thoroughly enjoyable during their. She was also getting in the mood now and she starting behaving naughty then I started removing her clothes and now she was in her bra and panty she was so shy and trying to cover herself and then I also removed my clothes and stood in the underwear in front of her my tool was erected and she saw it and said you have a big penis. Then I again kissed her wildly and removed her bra and I started pressing her boobs and she was moaning in the sound (aaaaaaaaa) and I put my mouth up on her nipples. .. well basically I'm your boss today and I bet my wet pussy that you are... the guitarist!" Well.... you win." And so do you, I love guitarists!" With that she dropped her shorts and leaned back on the mixing console. Her shirt wasn't quite long enough so I could see her bald pussy.I stood up, my shorts still around my knees. My cock had softened a bit but the view woke him up again. I approached her slowly.Standing right in front of her, my growing cock slightly touching her shirt, she pulled. After teasing her for a good five minutes she looks me in the eyes and tells she can’t take the teasing anymore to please go inside her. I respect her plea and slowly slide my middle finger into her causing her body to tense up from the high anticipation she had built up from being teased.She stops stroking my cock and turns her body to face me so she can look into my eyes as I continue to finger her. With her body still lying across the seats, I manage to get a perfect position to increase the.