Oh God. I'm so wet." My trimmed hair is matted with cream and I lift my skirt so you can watch my hand and hips rubbing against each other. "But my pu...ssy's so hot." I slip two fingers between my lower lips and spread them wide. I hiss softly as the cool air meets my protruding little clit. I wet my finger from the other hand and slowly glide up and down over my joy button. I moan softly, uncontrollably and my body shakes. "Lick me." I think - or maybe I whisper it. I'm so close. Please. Lick. I was getting really turned on. "You're so beautiful," she said to me a she rubbed my back and pulled me in close against her body. I about melted into her, aching to cover her soft mouth with my lips and kiss her all over. But, I restrained myself and saw her eyes starting to get heavy. I watched her falling asleep, noting the changes in her breathing and how her chest rose and fell, the faint outlines of her dark nipples just visible through her night dress.I was so turned on, there was no. .. I think I would like to kiss Guy’s cock, and maybe try to get his cockhead in my mouth.”“What would you do, if he started coming in your mouth?”“OH! I don’t know. What do you do?”“I swallow his cum and beg for more.”“I just got my first come ever, a few minutes ago. I’m not sure I could make a man come.”“Do you make your friends come?”“I don’t think so. I do enjoy it though. Do you make yours and Guy’s friends come?”“I love making him come - and fuck yes - do I ever love making his women. I smiled in return and it was almost as if the ice were broken without a word said - though now we talked for the rest of the journey. He told me he was an airline pilot - retired and I was quite surprised. Whilst to a twenty year old he looked advanced in years I wouldn't have credited him to have been more than 45...in effect he was 57. Perhaps it was his full head of hair, not an ounce of excess fat on the guy or maybe the fact that not a single crease flawed his almost clear complexion.