I pulled them off and lowered my head to her hair-covered pussy as soon as I touched her slit with my tongue she exploded. I’m cuming. Fuck Ohhh fuc.... I had never heard her speak this way.I grabbed her legs behind the knees and pushed them up until her knees were at her head. This gave me a great view of the whole area between her legs. The next thing was my finger sliding in between her lips, of her slit. She was wetter than I thought, and her body shivered as I rubbed the flesh between her. Despite all she had been through, the soft, gentle touches began to spark her arousal once again. ‘Good girl,’ he muttered softly. She was starting to get impatient, he was taking so long to reach where she craved to be touched once more. He smiled, enjoying the knowledge that the slow, gentle caresses where working their own form of torture on her, waiting until she would no longer be able to resist reaching down and use her hands to encourage him to go faster. Until then he would just kiss. His words are changing me.~~~I walk into the restaurant and find him waiting just inside the door.“Hello, gorgeous,” he says smiling, handing me a glass of wine. “I knew you would be nervous, and I thought this might calm you a little. Don't you worry, sweetheart, I only wish to show you what you deserve.”He locks up the restaurant behind me and before I can turn around, his arms are around my waist, with his warm lips on my neck, kissing me. I instantly melt in his arms. Oh, my. I love having. The story begins on a Saturday night in February, 2009. It was 11 O’ clock and our parents were already in their room, sleeping. I just like every other Saturday night, me and Cynthia were in my room, watching a movie in my laptop. It was a comedy and we were both engrossed in the movie. An action scene was going on in which the female lead was fighting against the villains. In one of the shots, a bad guy had her on the floor and was trying to strangle her when she moved her knee up and hit him.