"Good," she said, as she got on the bed and straddled my face. But her sex was out of my reach. She spread the moist lips of her sex and slipped a fin...er inside, fucking herself, taunting me, teasing me, asking me how bad Her wanted it. Then she held her sex open and lowered herself to my waiting mouth.However, when I tried to kiss her and give her pleasure, she pulled away, giggling."See," she said to no one in particular. "I told you she was a slut. My own little Pussy slave."She pushed a wet. By this time her dupatta was gone from her body and I have pulled her kurta till her boobs and pressing them over her bra. Now I went closer to her ears and asked her, “Do you want me to play with them over these clothes or below the clothes?” She didn’t say anything. So, I stopped and left her and started walking to a different side. She got a shock and asked me, “What happen?” I replied “I asked you something, you didn’t reply. So I thought you don’t want it.” She said, “How do you expect me. Never lingering to talk about anything but work, no inappropriate touching... You get the idea. Well, fueled by too much drink and her short skirt with no stockings, I decided I'd had enough. "Julie" I wispered as I walked past her, "I want to fuck you tonight. What do you think?" I didn't even give her a chance to repsond, I just made my way towards the parking lot. I was just getting in my SUV when I heard a knock on the window, which honestly scared the hell out of me. It was Julie of. Feel death’s wings in the air. In fairness I could always feel that, but something was unique about this one. Old age, sickness, or injury, they are expected, and more or less accepted. But this one, this grim was seeking someone young, healthy, and uninjured. My curiosity was peeked.I found her. A high school student, 19 years old, and crying. She didn’t notice me, had I not been able to read such things. I might of think I scared her off the edge. No, the grim and me both sensed her resolve..