As it is, my pussy is open and drooling, my panties are sodden and sticking to me, my pulse is pounding, my palms are sweaty, my throat is dry, and I ...m nibbling my lower lip in breathless appreciation and anticipation.I catch up with my honey as she stands unlocking the front door of our house, and, because it is out of view from the other houses nearby, I come up close behind her, slip my arms around her waist and then up her front to cup her shapely 30C breasts (in the summer, if she has. Brian wasn't sure if a CAT scan or an MRI couldshow the difference between and boy and girl brain.His mom wasn't happy with him. She thought Brian looked too girly withhis long, frosted layered hair. She preferred his old fashioned cleanlook. She objected to his pierced ears and really thought the hoops werewrong. Come to think of it, there wasn't anything she liked about Brian'ssummer look. But, most moms were tough to please.The best thing happening was their Driver's Education class. Brenda left for work a few minutes before Ron. Ron made a few phone calls and left for Howell about 30 minutes later. Ron pulled into the parking lot and saw that Brenda had found a spot close to the building. Howell did not have assigned parking spots. He got his briefcase out of the back of the Expedition and walked toward the office building."Good morning Mr. Simpson," the receptionist said with a big grin.Ron walked to his office and left with dismay at the pile of paperwork on his desk.. Her thighs parted unconsciously as his burning touch neared her core. ‘Please let me come. Please.’ ‘What was that?’ He asked. He sounded so far away. Scarlet’s head jerked up, and she stared at the man sitting across the table. Her heart stopped. She was daydreaming? ‘W-what?’ ‘You said ‘please.’ What do you want, Annabelle?’ His voice was missing that sexy rasp she had imagined. It didn’t matter, he was still arousing without it. ‘I’d like to go to sleep. I’m tired.’ What if she had said.