My hands slide around reaching her two lush ass cheeks.“Baby,” I hear from above me.I stick my head right under her dress and begin licking softly... at her eager clit. She gasps her pleasure. I move my tongue back and up mmm feeling her full wetness. I love eating her and I really love eating her in public spaces.We've reached the top floor. We exited the elevator and walked one flight of stairs to the roof. Again, she leads the way. This time I am very close behind her, with my right hand under. I sensed that she had bought me my first pair of knickers.Over the months that followed as I wore out my boxer shorts Carolinereplaced them with knickers. Initially my boxer shorts would getaccidentally burnt when Caroline was ironing or just happen to beunderneath the wrapping paper she was cutting but after a few weeks ofbuying replacement boxer shorts at the same time as Caroline bought meknickers I was starting to get used to wearing knickers and I foundwearing knickers gave me a sense of. I could tell he was enjoying all this – soon he would be as pliable as warm beeswax in my hands. At last I told him to recline upon the floor. To see his glistening cock, curving up in the moonlight, was impressive – my handiwork, I was justly proud of it. I now narrowed my eyes and locked them onto his. I beheld awe upon his face and even a hint of fear. If I had been a she-demon, barely disguised, he would have looked no different. I placed a hand on ether side of his hips and plunged his. "Okay. Anything you want." And then she started on the sexiest strip tease she could manage.She stood with her legs spread wide taking advantage of the window behind her. The light coming in would outline her body nicely.From the way the old man groaned and began rubbing his crotch, it must have highlighted her youthful figure to perfection. Content with this, she started a deliberate peeling of her clothes.He watched in rapt fascination, all the time moving his hand slowly over his growing.