She freed my cock from my pants and slid my pants off, then lifted her T-shirt to reveal her naked breasts. I instinctively reached for them, but she ...ently pushed me back indicating that this was her show.Leaning forward she pushed her breasts together so they enclosed my cock and began to gently massage my erection with her breasts. I could feel her erect nipples caressing my stomach as she rocked backwards and forwards. After a few minutes of this sweet torture she leaned down to lick and. When she had finished and before she could draw a breath, he jerked the fingers out of her and pulled her into a sitting position. She felt one more tremor run through her and some of her juices run out onto the blotter. Well, blotters were bought to be replaced.He was sitting in the office chair and between her legs. He lifted her and pulled her off the desk. As she slipped down, he held her against his clothed body. When she slipped further, his lower body was bare. He held her for a moment. “Oh my God, I’m sorry.” They all shared a nervous, slightly confused laugh. “I’m Vicky”“Sono, Isabella”“Sono Claudio,” he said with a playful grin.“Yes, I remember that.”“Vino?” Isabella offered. Vicky shook her head, her eyes scanning for the space she needed to finish what she’d started out in the hall.“No grazie,” Claudio said, looking at Isabella with an understanding that confirmed a familiarity with each other. Vicky recognized it and wondered for a breath if there was anything more to it. It started with curiosity, boredom, and discontent. There was me, alone in my little suburban town, nineteen years old and rotting away in community college for lack of anything better to do. And then there were the rumors. They were society’s rejects, the druggies and dropouts and freaks and schizophrenics, and they had made some sort of hideout in the dark, empty places. Some people even said they were something inhuman. They were something like a gang, fiercely loyal and combative and.