Of course, she doesn't want sunburn, after all

Clearing her throat to try and force down her nervousness and sound confident, Flis replies; "One step at a time mister, and anyway, I'm worried about my legs burning, would you be able to get some cream on them?"

Only as she says it does Flis realise the double-entendre but gives credit to James that he doesn't say anything smart-arsed as he moves himself down her legs until he's able to start rubbing lotion into her calves.

As he moves down Flis' legs the massive tent in his shorts is visible to her "sir" and she hears him chuckle, but doesn't know why.

James' hands move slowly and gently up her calves, slowly rubbing in the lotion and working their way slowly upwards as Flis hears the little devil voice in her ear mutter "Spread your thighs for him slut, give him some encouragement!"

As Flis obediently does as she is told, rolling her feet inwards to open her legs and bum cheeks further and make it more obvious to him, she realises how her tight bikini bottoms must be clinging to her bum and pussy, giving James a view that must hide very little.

She knows this is definitely the case as he groans slightly again and she feels his thumbs move towards the inside of her thighs, slowly moving higher until they're rubbing just inches below her pussy.

Although her "sir" can't see from the phone's position up from her head, he can obviously see her eyes, and she knows he must have seen how they widened a little as James got closer to where Flis so clearly now wants to be touched.

"Good girl, you've got me nearly as hard as you've got him, you naughty slut." she hears in her ear.

Hearing how much she's turned her "sir" on brings an involuntary groan from Flis' lips, just as James' thumbs brush the crease between her pussy mound and her thighs, which he clearly notices as he laughs softly, thinking it's just his touching that is causing her reaction.

James' hands work lower again, almost as if it had been an accident, before working their way back up to brush that sensitive line once again.

Flis silently mouths "oh fuck" as her eyes almost close and his hand presses very slightly higher, just enough to press her bikini against her pussy lips ever so gently.

"Good girl, good little slut" she hears in her ear as she looks back up to the phone. As James' hand presses a little more firmly, and he pretends to keep rubbing in lotion, the movement of his hand causes it to drag back and forth over her pussy through her bikini and makes her moan softly again as she bites her bottom lip, to keep from crying out.

Just as Flis is about to try and close her legs, the embarrassment starting to seep in, she hears the little devil say "sit up a little" in her ear, clearly knowing what she was about to do, and wanting to test her limits in public a little more.

Even as the shock registers on her face, she obediently pushes up onto her elbows a little, pretending this is just so she can glance back over her shoulder at James, but really to show off to her sir as she's been asked; somehow forgetting that this also exposes her to the view of others in the park.

As she glances at James, he smiles, but she says nothing, especially as she notices his huge bulge and feels a familiar tingle under her bikini as his hand rubs again, now more urgently.

"Good girl, now look back at me and spread your legs wider Flis." she hears in her ear before she obediently pushes her legs a little further apart and immediately feels James' hand push up between them again, no longer even pretending to rub in lotion.

As he presses higher and firmer, Flis hears him mutter "Fuck you're beautiful". She can't help but moan softly in reply as his finger very gently presses the material of her tight, green bikini between her pussy lips.

She knows her "sir" can't see what James' hands are doing, but also knows that his words and her reactions must give a strong clue as she hears in her ear "Are you going to cum for him, slut? Out here, in public?"

The tension in her pussy is building by the second as she mouths the words "May I?" towards her phone, as James' finger continues to press against her slowly parting pussy lips through her bikini. She feels him lean forward until he whispers in her ear "I can feel your heat through your bikini, do you want this?"