You’ll see the sign on the door”. My companion, more than twenty years my senior, doesn’t appear to notice as she takes the printed page from her outstretched hand. Indian Sex That yearns to explode as her tongue pushes into me. Looking up at me, imploring me. Her warm tongue fighting with mine, saliva pooling in my mouth.’Do I swallow or pass it into hers?’
Our lips rolling together, pushing harder. “I’m OK thanks” I reply and hand the menu back to the waitress. Her hands on my thighs. So gentle. Enough to let her fingers explore.’Jesus, that feels good!’
“Mmmmm” I moan as her thumb caresses my clit, firmly circling my hardening nub. She is close to me, right behind me. That twitches as I feel her sucking me into her mouth. Hips pushing against her face. But the space between us has shrunk. My mouth is dry. Hips pushing against her face. Her cheek touches mine as she leans in towards me and circles her head ever so slightly, causing our faces to move together. Looking up at me, imploring me.
