Who knows? Maybe they will meet."We left shortly thereafter though exchanged numbers. Our next meeting was with two teens, Tim and Jean Jones. Their p...rents vanished leaving them alone. Tim had finished his first year of college and Jean would be a senior in high school. They had all gone to bed Saturday night and the brother and sister woke to find their parents gone. The house was still locked for the night. No cars or phones or clothes were taken. At first, the police were not inclined to. “Shouldn’t you be out using them then? It is February thirteenth, you know.” “I know.” Cupid began to explain about the shiny red button and the computer and all the karma programming but before he could finish, Florence pressed her finger to his lips, silencing him. “I get it.” She said, “The only question is, what are you doing here?” Cupid shrugged uneasily. “I kinda saw you with my binoculars and then I just… wanted to see you in real life.” “Is that so?” Florence stepped closer towards. ... I pulled back and Kana sat up, fixing her hair and smoothing out her skirt. It’s amazing how fast an hour can go when you don’t want the time to end. She let me play with her legs for a minute before I watched her pull her socks on and wedge her small feet into the leather shoes. She had me wrapped around her finger, and she knew it. I was a little afraid of Kana now. Afraid of the situation because I knew we were going to get caught. In English class a teacher asked me to define. She was starting to moan and move and my tongue was steady working on her. Her ass was moving in rythym with my tongue and I moved in and out of her little cunt and rubbing her clit. All of a sudden she clamped down on my head and arched up into my tongue like she was trying to get my whole head in her pussy. I could feel her juices flowing out. I couldnt wait any longer. I had to have her now. I dopped my pants and my hard cock sprang forward. I placed it up to her opening and shoved forward.