Helping out at the library was my work-study job for the semester. I had been left alone to lock up because Friday was always a slow night. It was clo...ing time and I was checking if everyone was gone. As I trudged up the stairs I noticed a girl sitting and reading on a bench on the top floor. She was wearing a pastel sundress and was engrossed in the book she was reading. As she read her legs had fallen apart and I got a nice glimpse of her yellow cotton panties up her dress. I could see they. " You came in me?" She looks up at me nervously, but trying to be cool. I'm still wrapped up in my orgasm, panting. "Yeah, it's cool, don't worry about it."Ok, here comes my other favorite part of this. As I catch my breath, I pull out of her. My cock is totally slick, completely covered in her sticky vag juices and some of my own cum. I hate having a sticky dick and I believe it's the job of my bitch, the person I'm fucking, to clean it off. With Becs still reclining against the couch pillows,. Are you sure you really need to see me?" Hey, I told you what my mind has figured out," Julie answered with some animation. "Maybe you can help me get my feelings to go along with my mind. Besides, you're the only person I can talk to about the Big Thing." Ah, yes. The Big Thing," Julia said, restraining a chuckle at the euphemism for Julie's intentional pregnancy. "Of course, you already know my view on the Big Thing from when we talked before." Yes, I know. You're afraid that it will poison. She put the car into neutral and drove it into the breakdown lane. In her haste that morning, Venice had forgotten to fill her petrol tank. Hoping that some kind soul would help her, she put on her emergency flashers. She figured however, that nobody in their right mind would pull over in this pouring rain for her. She knew that her only hope was to get out of the car and hope that some man would pull over for her. Venice stepped out of the car. She was a stunning woman, even when soaked to the.