He quickly discovered, with her full cooperation he mused, that all she had worn under her summer skirt and blouse was a generous dash of exotic perfume and an even smaller black G string than he imagined even existed. ‘Your cock seems bigger now than before,’ she teased with a smile. ‘Stand facing the wall with your arms and legs spread, and put your hands on the wall,’ he told her in a firm voice. Like that. A few hours later, back at his inner city apartment after a very pleasant summer nights meal of seafood, in a well known open air restaurant, washed down with two bottles of white wine, his thoughts were of little else but having her. His thoughts were interrupted by her appearance and wide enthusiastic smile of greeting. Hands braced against the wall she watched over her shoulder as he knelt behind her and placed his hands on her hips and then started kissing and licking the cheeks of her ass, beautifully and geometrically dived by the tiny black G string she
