Once there, she put an arm around Brian's shoulders, and kissed him gently on his cheek, before putting something in his hand."What is it," he asked h...r, "a present?" Could be," she smiled wickedly, "have a look."He started unfolding it, then stopped, looking at her quizzically. "Really?" he asked, "you took them off just now? Oh God, they are still warm."He put the recently worn thong into his pocket quickly as the waiter came over with their desserts. As they relaxed with brandy and coffee,. "Goddamnit, Joan," he groaned."Something wrong, honey?" she asked innocently."Are you kidding?" he exclaimed. "Look at my cock. I'm going crazy." Oh, I'll still get you off, darling," Joan purred."Then why the hell don't you do it?" he panted."Okay, but I'm gonna do it a different way." Any way you want," he sighed, closing his eyes.Maybe he was expecting a hand-job, but he didn't get it. Instead Joan wiggled around till the dripping mouth of her cunt was right over the fat purple head of his. The meeting took us through lunch. Normally I would have suggested we broke for lunch but I wanted to get back to the plant fair, so I pleaded another meeting and we carried on through. Even so it was close to three before I got away and I as panicking slightly that they might have packed up and gone. I rushed downstairs and grabbed a taxi back to the city centre. The stalls in the market place were thinning out now so I wasted no time and dashed inside, breathing a sigh of relief as I saw them. The beastial nature of her encounter was so much, making her hot, Susie felt her pussy getting wet from being there on her knees, and her free hand slipped under the waist of her jeans, finding her clit. She worked her clit with her thumb as she sucked Charlie's cock, bringing them both closer to orgasm. Unable to really get good access, she unbuttoned the top of her jeans and then was able to slide a finger into her now soaking pussy, each thrust of her fingers making her take Charlie in.
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