Your fists are hitting my back but I manage to hold you firmly in place as I devour your chest, my hands slipping down to your ass .My hands on your a...s lift your skirt slow as your legs are squirming against me. Your hands shoot down to my arm as you feel my hands on your panties, you push hard trying to keep my hands away but I flex my arm shoving my hand between your legs reaching for your pussy. The feel of your hands trying to push me away is only turning me on more as I feel the dampness. When it fills up my mouth once more, you dig your fingers into my hair and pull my head on it hard. It feels good. And I like you fucking my mouth. I like it so much that I feel my juices running down my thighs towards my knee. My pussy is crying for attention. I try to suck you gently not to make you cum in my mouth, hoping you will sense my needs. But if you won't that's ok too. I'm at your mercy and at your will. Whatever you want to do I want that, too. You pull me up and make me sit on. We took a walk at the field talked for a while, and soon we were accompanied by our friends and our quality time ended. Suddenly she tells me little crazy thing which I didn’t understood, she say I want to go on roof of our campus. I was little confused what was on roof I told her that it’s really not that easy if we get caught we’ll be in big trouble.She somehow made me agree to her wish and I took her to the terrace of our campus. We sat there for a while enjoying the view. She stood numb,. Granny played her tongue experimentally around her mouth. “No it was definitely whiskey.” Granny’s brain swam back into focus. Alice. The up-coming end of the world. “There’s witch-blood in those veins, but not pure enough to cause problems in the bedroom, if you catch my drift.” Granny didn’t agree with this ‘talking-like-a-lady’ malarkey that Margaret insisted upon in ‘her’ house. Granny liked to call a spade a spade and then everyone knew what everyone else was talking about. Talking in.