A woman approaches you

"Hey." A voice calls out from behind you. Turning around you see a girl with long blonde hair wearing a tight blue dress and high heels. By looking at her cute and angelic face, you would say that she is, at most, 18. Yet, she is fully dressed and that means that she is no younger than 20.

"Hello, do I know you?" She is definitely worthy to pursue.

"No. But I hope that you'll know me soon," The girl smiles in a flirtatious way. She is hitting on you. "I noticed how you look at those teenagers, had no action for some time, right?"

"Right," You lie. She doesn't need to know that you have just **** two girls less than half an hour ago.

"A few months ago I was getting the same kind of glances." She sighs "Sometimes I wish I never grew up."

"Well, your dress deserves no less attention than those young tits." You find yourself flirting with a woman who you already plan to ****."It is marvelous."

"I'm Heather," She extends her hand.

"John," you grab Heather by the hand, pull her closer, and kiss her right there in public

She answers to your kiss immediately, her tongue sliding into your mouth. Tongue fighting briefly, you push her against the table, moving your hands down her back and towards her ass. You start kissing her neck while other visitors of the coffee shop stare at the action. Heather's skin is unbelievably smooth and her aroma is sweet.

"I live a block away," she moans under your ****.

You laugh as your hands go under her dress to remove Heather's panties, "I am fucking you here," you whisper into her ear before kissing it. Seconds later your fingers are inside Heather's wet and welcoming love channel.

"Please," She whimpers "They watch." Indeed, dozens of eyes look at you. Some with disgust, some with excitement, some with nothing but slight curiosity. You love this new world! Flirting is so much more fun when you can jump into the action right away without thinking about the consequences.

Your fingers do circles inside, up and down, left and right. Each movement causing a moan from Heather's sweet lips. She is enjoying it. There is no doubt in that. "Shut up!" you order her sternly as your fingertips go deeper and deeper. Your own arousal is growing fast, hardening to the point of pain.

"Ohh," Heather throws her head back. Her long hair draped over her shoulder, giving you a perfect view on her angelic face. Her lips are trembling and her eyes are half-closed. She must be very close to her orgasm.

You push your fingers in further and twist them violently. Heather's body shudders and her eyes roll into the back of her head.

"F...Fuck!" She breathes out before her body goes somewhat limp. Several onlookers, including a cute topless girl with small tits, gasp in surprise witnessing Heather's orgasm.

"Damn, you are good" She giggles while you pull your fingers away from her drenched sex.

Not wishing to delay your own pleasure anymore, you stand up from your chair and position yourself between the legs of Heather, who is still lying on the table. With one swift motion, you rip the top of your victim's (or lover's?) dress bringing her back to teenage years by setting her gorgeous breasts free. They are full, almost perfectly round, and point directly at you. Her dark pink nipples are erect and begging to be sucked but you don't want to waste any time on this. You roughly spread Heather's legs wide, frantically pull down your pants, and thrust into her well-lubricated pussy. Your entire length is in her body within less than a second. Then you start moving in and out, forcing her whole body to shake and making her large tits bounce. You are sure that no one has fucked her that hard.

"Slower..." She begs, clearly not enjoying that level of roughness.