. .’ Chapter Three Yes, I went to see Emily yesterday afternoon when I knew she would be home from work. As I walked up the sidewalk the front door ...pened and a man strode out carrying a small overnight bag. He brushed by me without saying anything. Emily greeted me at the open door saying. ‘Susan, what brings you here? Come in and make yourself comfortable. Would you like something to drink?’ Emily and I have known each other since the second grade. We have been best friends forever. She and. I kept my hand on her leg and began to slowly work my way up her soft thigh until I was able to feel the warmth of her now wet pussy with my fingers. I gave a light rub to her clit though the silky fabric and she slid her legs apart so I could continue my private journey to her tight wet pussy. I used one finger to move her panties while easily sliding another inside her. I never looked away from her beautiful face. I love to watch her eyes change color to a deeper blue when ever she is. Your tongue feels so good. So good in my pussy. Ooooooooooh. Oh, don't stop. Oh, shit don't stop. Oh, yes. Yes. Aaaaaaaaaah! Ooooooooooh! Aaaaaaaaaaah! Oh, suck my pussy. Oh, suck it good. Ooooooooo. Ooooooooooh. Oh, shit. Oh, shit I'm gonna cum. Make me cum. Oh, yes make me cum. I'm cumming. I'm... oooooooooh." She cummed on my sheets and a little on. Liesel… she was sort of my first, too. Not like Mark — I mean, the asshole practically stole my virginity (well, at the time, I wanted it, but still). Liesel was different. Liesel was… she was warm, and silly, but intelligent in a way that made you feel completely uncomfortable and completely at ease, simultaneously. Liesel was… Liesel. It wasn’t that hard to notice her. She wasn’t loud or anything, she just always said everything as if she were absolutely right. And not even in a bitchy way,.