I told her we can go there as the view from there was very nice and it was a nice place to hangout as well.Throughout the ride, I was touching my girl...friend’s thighs and her ass. I also placed my hands over her pussy. She too enjoyed it.It was evening time when we reached there and saw many other couples enjoying there. That turned us on. We found an empty spot and sat on the grass. The cool breeze was refreshing and slowly, we came close to each other. We were hugging each other tightly and. Oh, wow. It feels as if I'm connected by humming wires to a perpetual arousal machine that's blending all points south of the border into a single quivering sweet spot. Countless tiny, teasing, tingling frequencies wriggle through the soft fabric hugging my sex. Soo good. My toes tighten their hug of the hardwood floor.Omigosh. I start to imagine wand-equipped seats in the seniors' classrooms, in cinemas, on trains...and their mind-blowing effects on all occupants.What if Mr. Kirby's chair. But again, with a little hesitation, his glimpse shifted towards her head. On its way there it met her neck and a golden necklace, that he bought for her last valentines day. It sure wasn't cheap, but the vendor, a nicely dressed blonde girl, kind of talked him into it and of course, he really loved his girlfriend more than a fistful of dollars.It was a nice looking necklace, and it looked even better on her, though he never took time to really examine it. Of course there was the one or other. She moved down, slowly, while her fingers moved fast (but not too fast, and certainly not fast enough). She moved down, and she had the funniest sensation when she felt her lips, at last, kissing Amy's pubic hair.Amy knew what to expect. So far, it had all been wonderful, but she knew that, soon, Julie would do it. Would eat her pussy. She was so curious about it, she wanted to know what it felt like. She was sure it would be the best, but she didn't want to hurry Julie. It was all too good to.