d1. a love poem to my sensual barok

Her hip movements became more regular and sharper. I knew she was getting closer to orgasm. I removed my finger from inside her and that made her open her eyes, she looked surprised, a bit confused why i took out my finger from inside her. The radio, although already turned down low was playing music that didn't contribute to the mood. I put it off completely. It was for the better as that isolated her screamlets, her breathing and mine. A quick push on the button to turn it off, then I moved my hand towards her breasts. I completely pushed her bra above her breasts and totally opened her blouse, I wanted to see her breasts without any obstructions. That was the real intent of my removing my finger from inside her. I wanted as much visual stimulation that I could get.

She was not touching me, it was just my finger that was in contact with her. The sensation that I had on my finger, the wetness and the shapes and contours of the insides of her pusi and her beautiful, almost naked body were the only libido stimulation I had. That was enough to give me a hard on. The visuals, the sensations on my finger and the knowledge that she was getting pleasured was doing it for me.

She seemed to have understood what I was doing - she gave me a smile, took the sides of her blouse, near the collar and hiked them over her shoulders perhaps to make sure they don't fall back together to cover her breasts. Then in a beautiful sight, she spread her legs as wide as she could, just like the way she spread her legs when she was on her webcam. Without me having to tell her, she seemed to have known I enjoy that. I remember there were times before that she would send me text while she is on the way home that later that evening she will spread her legs wide for me to make that evening real hot.

I paused for a few seconds, just looking at her from her eyes, down to her lips to her breasts and to her pusi. It was a bright afternoon and I could see her pusi lips were wet.

At that point we were on Leviste Street, along the small park on her side right across Starbucks and before the Makati Sports Club, I stopped the van. I quickly pulled up the hand break, released my seat belt, got out of my seat and knelt down at the space between our seats.

What I did was totally unexpected. The moment she realized what i was intending to do, she asked, "What the hell are you going to do? Are you sure you want to do that?" When she realized I was very determined to accomplish what I had already set into motion, she put her hand on the back of my head and said, "People might see us!". I was down there, I couldn't see her but I can imagine that when she said that, she must have looked out at the windows around us to find out where we were and to see if people can see us. I knew she saw that we were beside an empty park and with little vehicular traffic and just cars, no buses. I suppose she saw for herself that it was safe, then I saw her move her pusi closer to the edge of the seat to give me easier access, while saying, "Oh, please, do it. I've been wanting that....."

The aircon's cold air was now on my left cheek, I crouched even lower, then bent my head towards her pusi. I licked her pusi, quickly darted my tongue inside her. Tasted her wet on my tongue. In response to what I did, she put her left leg up on the seat. That movement made my tongue slide deeper into her. She gave more than screamlets now, i heard her yelp and moan.

I heard the honking of a horn. With her wetness on my lips and tongue and her smell on my face, I moved up and sat back on my chair. And drove away. I was shaking as I steered the van to turn left to Rufino Street. The honking horn was not for us, no one saw us. But it wouldn't have mattered. I was happy I tasted my virgin.