I am ...not waiting..", his lips caress around the soft skin below her ear, "Do...I have your consent?" They are far from the crowd, unnoticeable. The... over hang gave them their own sense of privacy, a dark shade in the remote corner of the club. Alex’s fingers on his left hand combs Claire's blond hair away from her neck. He then slowly slid his palm down the outside of her right arm, past her elbow, to her fingers. His lips lay on her skin, as he waits for her consent.His breath against her. The warm, relaxing smoke curled deliciously down into her lungs, easing her mind of fear at the passion raging through her own body. She snuggled back against Tommy, groggily determined to somehow keep her guard up.The girl in the movie had now become wildly possessed. Her eyes and teeth were clenched as she rolled beneath her own driving fingers in uncontrollable passion. The rapid rhythm drove grunts of pleasure from deep in her throat as the finger sunk into the tight, pink opening, making. I could feel his manhood covered by his clothes under my palm. Making sure not to wake him up, I tried to grip his tool, but failed. Tried again, but of no use. I then sensed his breathe becoming hot and fast and faster. I sensed him being awake all the while.Upon raising my head, I was horrified seeing him looking at me in ease. The fact that I was caught red handed trying to grope a stranger’s tool, that too a tool of a man double my age multiplied the heat in me. The moment I saw into his. He lunged at me, trying to tackle me. When I grabbed his wrist with my right hand to redirect him, I realized that he’d coated his body with oil so I couldn’t grab him. Unable to completely stop him from tackling me, I hit him in the side of the head with the heel of my left hand as he ran into me.Stunned, he fell to the ground with me. I was up quickly and began kicking dirt all over him while he struggled to his feet. After taking a few seconds to recover once he was back on his feet, he.