In the beginning Laura Garrett was a 20-year-old Manhattan College student, who just finished her junior year. She worked as a server, at an Italian r...staurant, because she needed the money to help pay for her next semester’s tuition, and hopefully, for a little extra spending money, on the side. She wore her reddish blonde hair in a long ponytail, which enhanced her gorgeous face, and her slim Irish figure. One evening, she served a blonde haired, blue-eyed man, with an Italian accent. He. Thats when I just got up and stood aside so she could enjoy what was happening. He spent plenty of time licking her clit as he inserted a finger, I watched as she moved around moaning eventually cumming. He looked up and told her she was wet as hell, she said I wonder why. He moved up between her legs and looked over her on his knees. She reached in the drawer and pulled out one of my condoms opened it and went to roll it on his cock, She had to stretch it out to get it over his head. He told. .I told her she took the wrong turn, she looked and smiled. Next minute we were in a car park that was surrounded by trees...as soon as the engine was turned off she turned round and started kissing me full on...passionately and very intimately. Our hands began to wander all over each others bodies...I had her big tits out within minutes and my hand firmly rubbing her clit. She then took my cock out and started wanking me...as couple of minutes had past and I pulled away just to make sure no. You made a trail of kisses to the cleft of my breast and down my tummy. With your teeth you pulled my nighty down, I lifted my bottom up so that you can pull it over my hips and off of my feet, then spit it to the ground. I know that it has only been a few weeks since the last time that you made love to me, but it feels like an eternity since the last time you have touched me. I am torn between the pleasure that you are inflicting upon me, and the painful, tormenting knowledge that this will be.