I let my middle fingertip circle there, rimming the lips surrounding the entrance, imagining you doing these things, here, in your bed. So turned on b... the thought of you lying here, naked, sleeping, or awake…awake….making love to me. That thought elicits a deep groan as I slide a finger into my cunt and lift my ass, fucking motions against and with my hand, my breathing deep, ragged, desirous. The delightful mixture of his scent that fills my senses as I muffle my moans in his pillow further. The place was packed and he had chosen a quiet table in the back. Austin whispered in her ear how beautiful she was and she knew from his smile that the table choice was planned to play to her tinge of exhibitionism. She caught the looks of many as she moved her ass to and fro between the seated tables and she felt that wonderful dress as it brushed her naked body underneath. It was a wonderful walk on her usually repressed wild side. The dinner was amazing and now, Austin had revealed, they. When Jacob who seat next to me in class ask me to go to a party in the next county over, It is a five min buggy ride. I seat there for a second then said yes I will go with you. Jacob said we can talk the detailed out tomorrow at lunch. It is Tuesday and it is lunch time. Instead of going home for lunch, I took my lunch with me. I was seating out front of the school under a big oak tree. When Jacob walk up and seat down next to me. We seat there and fished eat are lunch. Then we started making. Degas, handed out the work packets. The last two people left without partners were a rather goofy-looking kid named Ross and Angel. Her obvious displeasure showed as she whined to the teacher. “Mr. Degas, you don’t really expect me to work with him, do you? I mean, come on.” Ross nervously looked at the floor, his face was crimson. I felt terrible. How could she be so mean to him? “Aaron,” I said apologetically. “I’m sorry, I can’t be your partner.” I walked over to Mr. Degas without another.