That was the first time someone was touching my dick and that too kissing and licking it. I let out a moan. She adjusted the seat a little a bent down... fully and took my monster in her mouth. In the cold AC theatre once her warm mouth touched my dick I shivered.I took out her hijab and placed it covering her dick and my head and was caressing her head. My Ayesha, like a small kid, was looking and admiring my dick inch by inch. She kissed, licked, stroked and even rubbed my dick all over her. He then pushed his fingers inside the blouse and brassier and totally surveyed my left breast. Dad scratched the nipple with his thumb and also used forefinger. He was pressing my left breast and rubbing my breast. He cupped my bunny for some time. In the mean time we reached our residence and entered in. Dad locked the door behind. We were now free from house hold work and off from outer environment.I got in to my room and dad in to his. A few minutes after we entered in electricity failed.. .. I mean, I don’t want to be a prude or anything, but this is really exposed, and...”“Shut up. Give me ... oh Jesus that feels good.” Luke was somewhat less than smoothly slotting her drenched cunt, pinning her against a large oak that did little to hide them from someone approaching from any direction save directly opposite the tree’s thick trunk, but aside from a pair of open zippers and a hasty rearrangement of their undergarments, they were still fully clothed. Unfortunately, it did little. One day to my surprise that wondering came to an end. It was fall, the air was cool and the fallen leaves crunched beneath our feet as we walked and talked. It was evening, so the park was free of children and only the occasional jogger would go by getting his exercise. We sat under a shelter that was used primarily for summer picnics. I was feeling particularly frisky and playful that day. Steve climbed on one of the tables so that he was sitting with his feet on the bench. He must have been.