Her cunt still not in actual contact with my mouth, but the nylon became soaked with her juices; her sweet, fragrant sex juices that I drew out of her...and that she gave to me willingly, wantonly even.She was no longer a frightened little girl at a new college, but a woman, a stunningly beautiful and desirable woman.I'd dressed very similarly to her, but in white; a bad choice, I thought because I knew the thong would be soaked already as I feasted at her pussy.She squirmed eagerly on the finger. One hand grabbed the back of the Asian girl's neck as the other reached around and grabbed the front of her shorts as she let out an ear-splitting scream.Without a moment's thought, the man ripped open her fly and tore down the little girl's shorts and panties all at once, his other hand holding her head down against the book. Feeling her squirm and struggle beneath him, the man leaned close and growled ferally in her ear, his then free hand already undoing his fly, releasing the throbbing,. Unless ... nope. Duncan looked at the clock, hoping that another minute had passed, but no such luck. It was still 2:42, and he was starting to suspect that it was going to be 2:42 forever.6pm. Friday. Jeff’s house.Watching the seconds tick by impossibly slowly was the most frustrating experience of Duncan’s life.After another two hours, the clock ticked over.2:43. Three hours, seventeen minutes to go.He couldn’t wait.“Nicolette!”Duncan had no idea what he was going to do with his afternoon -. The U-Haul was right there at the exit so I had to leave all my questions at bay and pay attention to the business at hand.I had to laugh as I signed for the truck and looked at the list of contents the clerk had loaded for me. I guess they work on some sort of commission but it really didn't matter too much to me. He definitely was a salesman and very subtle about it.There were more than enough boxes for me and then some. But he explained, anything I didn't use, I'd get credit for. He had.