Finding a park bench we sit down and start kissing. You unzip my fly to find me hard already and climb ontop of my lap you cover my exposed cock. You ...rub the head of my member with your pussy teasing the both of us. Normally I would end this stalemate but I have to contain myself in case anyone should see us.Turning around to face me you guide my cock into you and be begin moving your hips. Looking over your shoulder I keep a look out as you kiss my neck. I can feel your wet pussy glide along. Sliding my fingers along her soft skin, up her thigh. I brushed my fingers over her ass, slowly cupping them around it. Feeling the flesh of her buttocks, squeezing it firmly. God I love her ass, had loved it for years. I would watch her, staring at her ass. The shape, in her skirts and jeans. Ever since she started flirting with me. I had been fantased about her ass. Now I was feeling it, rubbing it with my hands. I wanted it, wanted to feel my hard cock inside her tight ass. Reaching down I. I said “Maz, I have to leave in 30 minutes, I can’t” without any real conviction. Ignoring my predicament he pushed me down on to my knees and pulled out his huge brown cock. “Suck it bitch, you know you wanna”. He was right! I opened my mouth and slid my lips down his thick shaft, he groaned with delight and immediately grabbed my head and started to fuck my mouth hard and fast. “Yes white bitch, swallow that Muslim cock, I want you to get married with my Paki cum in you slut”. I pulled away. I mean, I feel like..." And she leaned her head into my chest as we sat on the edge of the bed, "I want ... more, I guess, but ... afraid I won't be able to stop."I thought back twelve years, and was almost shocked to realize the depth of the feelings I'd had then for my first love, and now it was Kaitlyn, not Jenna, who was causing them to come alive again. And it was a relief to understand that these were normal, natural feelings, nothing to cause shame or guilt, and somehow I knew that Jenna.