After not nearly enough time, Nina pulled away, panting slightly. "We should go back."
Unable to stop himself, Jon pulled her close for another embrace. He felt her smile beneath her lips, obviously pleased with Jon's reaction. Nina's tongue pushed its way into his mouth, greedily navigating its dimensions. She grabbed his ass and pulled him in closer. Jon could could feel his hardened member pressed firmly against her leg.
Jon held her tight, feeling her breasts pushing up against him as Nina's fingers begin to knead his ass like dough.
'Wow,' Jon thought, 'freaky...'. Jon began to wonder what he should do to keep up with her. He suddenly felt self conscious of his own hands. He wondered what he should do with them.
A memory flashed in his mind, of a time he spent with an old boyfriend. She remembered feeling self conscious then too. At the time, she had blushed, and could hardly make eye contact, but the man, her man, knew exactly what to do. She remembered his fingers brushing against her shoulder and neck. His lips whispering softly against her ear. Light touches to her thighs. Lips on her nipples. Jon remembered how her knees would shudder and her legs spread...
Jon ran his hand up Nina's back, softly exploring the contours of her spine. He traced a circle on one of her bare shoulders before continuing his journey up her neck.
Nina shuddered and let out a soft moan.
Without warning, Nina grabbed Jon by the shoulders and lept up at him, wrapping her legs around his waist. Jon stumbled forward slightly and pushed her up against the wall. His hands shot to her ass to help support her. (he felt the suspicious lack of underwear) Through the fabric of their dresses, Jon felt his hardened cock pressed firmly against her crotch.
He glanced down and his face was full of Nina's Cleavage.
Jon remembered laying back on her bed naked as her lover moved on top of her. Her man loved to focus on her nipples: Kissing, sucking,... Jon's nipples bristled with the memory.
Jon pushed Nina up higher so his mouth was more level with her breasts but Nina stopped him. With her hand on his chin, she pulled his focus back up to her.
"Not yet, American Jon." She smiled down at him as he let her slide back down his chest, so they were more face to face. Soon, she was again dominating his mouth with her tongue.
"Ahem!" A man cleared his throat.
Without looking, Jon waved his hand at the man, as if to say, "Nothing to see here, Move Along!"
"Excusez-moi?!" The man exclaimed, clearly offended.
Nina looked up. She sighed and whispered in Jon's ear. "Let us go a place more private"
Feeling playful, Jon grinned. With Nina still wrapped around his waist, he ran past the grumpy man. Nina squealed with delight as she held Jon tightly.
