On to the finger stuff!

You hesitate for a moment, mouth agape, unsure of exactly what in the fuck to do. Lena seizes the opportunity to jam her tounge into your mouth. You push her back against the wall and start feriously making out. Before long her hands start fiddling with your zipper, and before even longer your cock extends outward, standing at full mast

Her hand starts slowly stroking the length of your shaft, your tongues still wrestling. Deciding it's time to return the favor, you slip a hand beneath her leggings. That's when you notice, she isn't wearing any underwear. In fact, looking a bit closer at her chest, you notice something you're not sure anyone else ever has: she's not wearing anything beneath her jacket. A soft moan into your cheek catches your attention. You accelarate your hand movements; she does the same.

The sound of a throat clearing behind you makes you snap back to reality, oh, there goes gravity.