I let out a light moan. I took off my thong and removed them away. Ridding my skirt up I then spread my legs further apart. I stuck 3 fingers into my ...wet cunt. I was careful not to be heard. I didn’t want to get caught.I watched as Antonio began to eat Maria’s pussy. Her pussy was so wet. It just dripped. A fucking dripping cunt. Antonio licked up and down, his tongue worked on her pussy very skillfully and professionally. I was sure he would apply much saliva onto her cunt, as it was totally. He'd then rolled her over and nestled his stubble between her legs to coax a third climax from her still twitching frame, all the while watching her face for the tell-tale signs that his tongue was having the desired effect on her mind as well as body. The expressions of pleasure she'd pulled were not a million miles from those of Christina as her final stages approached.Despite the free-flowing alcohol, her friends could sense Christina's elevated level of arousal and started cheering,. She kissed me with tears glistening. They were soft kisses, with outstretched fingers. I reached down and stroked her face with mine and slowly slid out and steadily went back in. The strokes were long and full, ardent and tempered. Tenderly I formed a rhythm, slow in tempo with long notes, building to a crescendo that loomed rather quickly. Her eyes went big and her breathing went faster.“Joe.”*“Alexandria?”“I’m…”*“I know Little One, Me too.”Our lips met and I could swear we both stopped. As we started walking to the train or bus it started pouring with heavy rain with strong wind. Not too many people had umbrellas and everyone is running around getting under cover. Luckily for me the bus I take to go home came as we started to leave the mall. As I was waiting on line to get into the bus it started to rain heavier. By the time I got in, I was already soaked and my red bra was showing through my thin white shirt. The bus was full of people, but some guy was nice enough to let me.