My little clit is already sensitive and begging for attention. Juices starting to glimmer in the sunlight. I don't even bother to slick my fingers up ...efore slipping one inside my pussy. It feels good, but not enough. I add a second, then a third. Still, something isn't quite right. Finally, frustrated, I roll myself onto my stomach and pull my knees under me, lifting my ass in the air while my fingers keep working at my pussy. That feels better. My face pressed into the grass, I don't hear you. I had on my white pencil skirt and my crop top and had put my long black hair up with a clip. 20 minutes later I arrived at the apartment complex. Bzzzzzzzzzzzzz…. The buzzer sounded and I knew I could enter the complex. Room 3XX, 3rd floor and all the way down the hall. I was nervous. “I’m here…” I texted. As Tim opened the door I realized how tall he was and how big his muscles were. He directed me up the stairs and motioned to be quiet since his brother was living with him. I went up the. They all seemed immature and shallow, especially in comparison to Lonely_Sub.And it wasn't like Alex dated that much, especially once the rumors started. "Fucking Carrie Jacobs", Alex thought as he unpacked his luggage. His date with her had been going good until they got back to her dorm room.They had been making out and her hand drifted down to his pants and she slipped her hand inside his boxers. He heard her gasp and she sat back, her eyes wide. "Fuck, that's big", she said. "Let me see. ”They lean and kiss again, sealing the covenant between them. Phoebe takes Les’s hand and leads her to an elevator in the back, which takes them to her apartment. It is a loft for the most part. It is enormous, actually filling all the space of the pub downstairs—an open kitchen and living room, then a bath and large bedroom. Ending there, Phoebe turns Les to her and begins to undo the buttons of her shirt.“Les, I can tell you have probably been the dom in all your relationships. I seem to.