I see them in the park, holding hands. One pale, the other dusky.  

I watch as they look into each other's eyes and kiss.

Their overwhelming sensuality, their intense passion, and unashamed love overcome me.

Mouth dry, I swallow. I imagine them together, the sheen of sweat on naked skin; lips and hands urgently roaming.

I want to be them.

For a moment I am them. Fingers delve and hot cunts grind. Grunts and moans reach a pulsating crescendo.

I gasp as we climax together.

Curious eyes meet mine. I blush as the warm, sticky stain spreads. Do they guess?