His eyes were fastened to the fingers at the junction of her slim legs as he continued to raise and lower his hand on his long prick.His eyes were fastened to the fingers at the junction of her slim legs as he continued to raise and lower his hand on his long prick. If anything, Lisa got more turned on. Spreading her legs more, her fingers slipped down to raise her skirt still higher. Slowly, her fingers pressed the cloth of her skirt against her smooth thighs, slowly pulling the soft dress higher on her legs, while watching the man's face. "Lean forward a little and look. She's pulling her skirt up higher so I can see her pussy. God damn, but she's a sexy broad. I'd like to fuck her snatch," her echo chamber said. He leaned forward in his seat, more closely to watch the skirt being hiked higher on her slim legs, while Lisa wriggled with pleasure as she continued to raise the hem to allow him an unobstructed view of her pussy. She paused with the hemline of her skirt just below her wet warm pussy, then squirmed on the seat and raised the hem past the curly ringlets of her pussy, while staring at his face. His intent gaze was centered on the soft junction between her long slim legs, his hand fondling his erect prick with lusty abandon at the show Lisa was putting on for him. Lisa continued to pull her dress higher, until her belly was totally exposed, her whole lower torso, naked to his staring eyes. Enjoying the feeling of sensuality she toyed with the buttons on the front of her dress, slowly unfastening them one by one. When the last of the buttons were undone, Lisa shrugged her shoulders. |