Took her couple of minutes to regain her senses and then it was my turn.I took the couch, she gave me a naughty smile and said “ now my turn to show... you my talent”. I didn’t say anything just sat there with my legs apart. She sat on her knee, unbutton my pant, took everything off in one go and deep throated the fuck out of me. I look straight and what do I see, there is a mirror on the wall and I could see the whole action in the third person.What a view. She sucked me for good 10mins and then. . alternating between my tongue and the peach, working in and out of her sweetness. She tasted better than the peach, so I swallowed the slice and continued to lick into her Kitty. She grinned into my tongue, she took her hands put them on my head - I had her! I moved down and lade in between her legs. I took a slice of peach and put it in her mouth, "What does this taste like?" Instead of answering, she asked me not to stop... she continued to grind on my tongue and I continued to work on her. “I’m coming. Oh shit here it comes.” I came on Tony’s tongue. He lapped up my juices. But, he didn’t stop there. He continued to lick my pussy for what seemed like forever. I held his hands and cried, because it felt so good. “Please fuck me! Put your cock into my pussy. Please fuck me! Pretty Please.” Tony took me to the stairs. He told me to put my head down and put my ass and pussy in the air. Tony slid his eight inch cock into my wet pussy. He held my hips and fucked me hard and fast. . The driver, a girl of no more than 20, drove confidently, a tanned arm propped negligently against the window sill. Her hair was cut very short, and she wore a half smile as though remembering how she had covered the bike with mud.I remembered my own biking days, driving a Triumph 500 through three sloppy Rhode Island winters. It was the most unreliable piece of machinery ever created, but it eventually managed to get me where I wanted to go, with a lot of noise, leaking oil and making enough.