The day is now theirs. Greg helps April into the truck making sure to slip his hand under the sundress that she bought for the trip. His hand making sure to check again to feel for anything like panties to get in his way. Fingers just dipping in to enjoy the wet he was looking for. As she sits he leans in for a kiss, which is retuned in a subtle but lustfully submissive way.
Heading to slightly explore the area for things to do. Finding a place for a quick bite they stop. Making sure to tease him unmercifully, she flashes her ass at him. His cock straining against the fabric of his shorts. They sit side by side in the small booth. After ordering they discuss what to do after. Greg's hand once again finds a home between April's thighs.
"Do you think I can help you get there before our food gets here?" He asks
"Not sure but what your doing will definitely make me more wet." She replies
"Is that a bad thing?" Greg jokes.
"I sure don't think so." April purrs while reaching for her own fondle.
The potential for her orgasm is cut short by quick service, but her predicted outcome has her sensually slick and very turned on. They finish and once again climb in the truck. This time Greg lingers with more of a feel. His fingers penetrating deep into April instead of grazing her hot button. She kissed him deeply before stopping him so they can go to the store for dinner stuff.
Walking through the grocery store getting what they need, April finds that her ass is rarely free from Greg's hand. Occasionally he flips up the dress to get a bare feel, which she bats away in mock annoyance. She finally whips around and grips his hardness. Her playing and horny actions are just precursor to a more exciting event.
April decides to up the game just a bit by purring dirty ideas at Greg. Comments in his ear at the checkout about how she needs his tongue on her wetness, and how she hopes he has a good load for her lips. She really sends him off the deep end by hinting that a video of her work to get that load albeit deleted after they watch it might be in the cards, but definitely his cum on her lips.
The drive back to the air bnb is filled with amazing sexual tension. April's feet go on the dash her seat leaned back with her sex ready to be touched. Greg reaches over to feel her. His fingers greeted with both a sensual slickness, and a tightening of her breath followed by a sigh as she melts into the seat.
Greg spies a side road and turns quickly down it.
"Where are we going?" April asks with her hand on his while he rubs lazy circles into her hot button.
"I think I need to paint your lips now." He returns.
"Here?" She inquires.
