Already at boiling point my ragereally started to boil over but then as the kisslingered on I noticed something strange happening.Instead of feeling a...nger I was starting to get turnedon. They broke away for a second or two then their lipsmeet again. I started to get very curious and wonderedjust how far she had gone with John. They could haveleft the party hours ago and been up to just aboutanything. Was this a simple ‘good night’ kiss, or wasit a ‘thanks for the fuck, lets. After he opens it he helps me lie down on the seat.I spread my legs and he groans while he's pulling my thong down, away from my goodies. He drops the thong on the floor and sinks down to begin licking my stub. Caressing and slurping the flesh. Squeezing it and tasting my tender leg. I giggle and pull his face to my pussy. This dude needs to give me some head. He's not the only one playing here. Oh, it's good when his tongue laps at my clit. I am waving the stub around while my other leg is. My dick was stickingstraight up, hard as a rock.''Show me how you jerk off Markboy'.My hands were on my cock in an instant.'How often do you jerk off?'A few times a day sir''Give me a number Markboy''4 to 6 I guess sir''And has it ever felt this good before Markboy?''No sir'. It hadn't. Part of it was the trim, but that wasn't the onlyreason. I actually enjoyed jacking in front of this fully clothed guy. Ienjoyed him giving me instructions, showing off for him.'Do you know why Markboy?''No. She met him at the café. Chatting naturally on their way along the promenade, they headed up the steps to the busy main road on which she lived. Above, of all places, a chemist. "Reckon we need to head in here?" She giggled nervously. "No. I don't... I guess you never know." Now he was the nervous one. Was she talking about what he though she might be?"They're open 'til half nine tonight. No rush!"She was playful now. Read like a book, Andy. You've done it again."Right. Now what was it you.