Oh how I have longed for it! She begins to guide her tongue down to my belly button and plays around a bit while she unbuttons my jeans. I begin to w...iggle like crazy. She is making me so hot. She drops to her knees and slides her tongue further down. She takes my open jeans, bites them and starts pulling them down with the help of her hands. She pulls them off and stares intently at my sheer thong saying, “Hmm, more wrapping paper.” She leaves the thong for now and starts kissing me from my. “Yes” I said. “ Are you wearing panties?” She blushed, a deep crimson flooded her cheeks. “ARE YOU WEARING PANTIES”? Heads turned towards us, a couple of guys smirked. “no” she whispered. “Show Me” I demanded. She looked around desperately, now most of the bar were looking at her, and her alone. “If you don’t show Me, you can fuck off now” She raised the hem of her skirt, about an inch. “What the fuck is this. Don’t you understand Me. Show Me your cunt or fuck off” She wrenched up her. "Roll over onto you back I want to ride you," she said."Don't you ever get enough you horny little slut?" I teased her laughingly. "Not of you I don't," she giggled.We rolled over together with her legs still clinging to me. She sat upright and straddled my me with her firm shapely thighs. Slowly, she raised her body and guided my rigid cock into the opening of her always wet and eager pussy and began to grind her hips back and forth upon it in a slow and rhythmic pattern. I was becoming harder. ” I had to glance away from her. “You sure that’s all Michael?” She was teasing me now – no doubt about it. “You haven’t seen me undressing for bed or anything like that. “No way,” I replied…wishing now that I had been more vigilant. “Only ever seen you in the mornings Rachel.” She was silent for a moment. “So you have seen me after my shower…putting my bra and panties on maybe.” She added as an afterthought. I was squirming with embarrassment. “Well yeah….once or twice I suppose.” .