She was tall, with wavy, dark hair, and probably aged around her late thirties, or maybe even early forties, for all I knew. After a moment or two, I went a little further, by sliding my hand down the front of them, feeling once again her pubic hair and her slick wetness. I felt her wrapping her legs around me, and she broke the kiss, and said, “Justin! Encouraged by that, I moved my hand against the same spot, and Katy made a little noise in her throat, and a gasping sound, and said, “You’re just getting better all the time, Justin.”
I continued to very gently caress and fondle Katy’s slick, slippery pussy, inside her panties, for a little longer, and we exchanged kisses a few times, but neither of us spoke, although Katy made a little gasping sound once or twice. She responded by turning herself slightly to her left, and parting her legs a little, and she moved over to kiss me, hot and hard, on the mouth.
