She lay briefly on her hip before turning on to her stomach. I was stood looking between her legs at the wet stain on the crotch of her purple pants.H...ead turned to one side one arm laying high on the Rock,the other free to explore, between her legs. Her fingers traced the lips of her vagina stopping,occasionally to press on its hungry tunnel.Soon became obvious I was going to have to wank myself off. I could barely stand my cock was like an iron bar. Quietly I unzipped and bent forward to lift. We spent the first hour hanging out and talking, getting to know each other better. After some touching and flirting, she warmed up an was ready to go. The sex was better than expected. Her tight young pussy grabbed my dick like a vice-grip! I initially took my time watching all 8.5′ of my inches disappearing in between her amazing round ass cheeks – going DEEP inside her tight pussy. ONce she was nice and warmed up and sufficiently stretched open, I started pounding her sweet pussy, blasting. Her fiancée started showing her his new phone, it had like 8 billion megapixels or something. After a few minutes he had her posing for him. She could sense he was getting more interested in her, and that made her excited. "Can you take that sweater off?" her fiancée asked. She did and posed for more pictures. "Hey," her fiancée said, "I've never even seen your legs, I wanna see your legs." Deira looked down at the tight jeans she wore. She thought for a minute, grabbed the comforter off his. He switched away from the guys behind him seeing if one or both would follow. As he walked towards the escalator he looked over his shoulders. There were a few steps behind. Francis changed course and went to a bench. He sat down in the middle. Mo and E came up and sat on either side of him.“I thought you guys were heading up to 24th,” Francis remembered demurely.Mo looked over, “We thought you might wanna chill wit’ us.”“Why is that,” Francis inquired.“You was makin’ mad eye contact,” E added..