His penis still hurt from the confinement.Sarah was moaning, groaning, kissing him, holding and stroking his face, and Joey gently rolled her onto her...back and started kissing her cheek, her jaw, and her neck. She gasped in pleasure and writhed under him. There was a unique taste to her skin. She tasted sweet without even a hint of the normal sweaty saltiness he had tasted on other women. He took advantage of the position to reach down and readjust his pants, relieving the pressure against his. I also feel good in the knowledge that it is very unlikely that Frank will ever approach that door again.”At that last statement I had to chuckle. I also felt for her. I understood the feelings and needs that she described and while I had never cheated on her, the need for intimate emotional connection had been strong with me as well and had I found myself alone with someone who provided that connection I just might have. I told her how I had been feeling and that there was a very good chance. By this time, she kept hand on my hand, I was afraid that now god knows what will happen, will she slap me? But to my surprise she did not move her hand. This gave me more courage and I slowly turned her towards me. I inserted my right hand in her nighty up to her underwear and started rubbing her hips. Our legs had got tightly crossed with each other, breathing increased, heartbeats increased. I unhooked her nighty from above, and also the bra. Her boobs were fully exposed towards me. We were. I slowly run my hands up your sides, lifting the thin, ribbed cotton of your shirt. You feel the cool air of the library on your trim stomach and you shudder. You're not wearing a bra, and you know that if I continue upward, your breasts will spring free. Yet you cannot stop me.You tremble again as I move my hands around and slide them under your shirt, cupping your breasts. You don't want them to, but your nipples betray you, hardening in my hands.I kiss your neck, and then up to your ear..