Just then, the hipper-than-hip waiter returned to our table and obliviously plopped down our dessert. I fumbled with the door code and as the two women began to make-out, Yasmin brazenly stroking Sofia’s wetness right there on the sidewalk in plain view should anyone have decided to brave the cold and walk by. Xxx “Hello,” she quipped insouciantly finally breaking her silent spell. Someone licked my nipple and then blew a stream of cold air over the slobbery little bead, sending shivers down my spine. That all changed as Sofia removed her fingers from around the tent-pole in my jeans and used her hand to guide my head towards Yasmin’s. As soon as we had sat down, Sofia’s already short hem slid up over her hips exposing her freshly groomed, bare pussy, bringing to light the fact that she had decided to go sans underwear that
