It was the kind of kiss she had only seen in movies or read about.And that look he had given her afterwards, his eyes searching hers. What was it she ...ad seen in that look? She didn’t know. But she thought that sadness was a part of it.In some ways the memory—that kiss, that look—haunted her more consistently than any of the others, so much so that even though she was frantically trying to avoid him, she also now found herself paying attention to how she looked, although she wouldn’t admit to. She jumps a lot at each touch and moans again. I think this is the first time someone has caressed her clit directly. I can feel her pushing back against my hand. Using both hands, I start to frig her pussy, caressing her g-spot inside her at the same time as I slide a wet finger repeatedly over her pussy. In no time at all I can tell I am about to give her her first orgasm. When it comes, she shakes and contorts herself around my questing hands. She moans and cries out and breathes in great. I remembered our conversation just a few weeks earlier when I told her I’d never been to the top and would love to see the view, late at night, but that I would only go if taken, for ‘an event’ I think I said. What could she have in mind? She wouldn’t say. She just wanted me to come. And, like the idiot I was, I said, ‘Yes.’ I had to tell Julie, I just did. I tried to play it all cool and natural, and convince her that nothing was going to happen, but Julie became unreasonable, and left the. Slowly, he worked her clitoris with his tongue, licking up and down, then side to side, trying to make the movements random. Her taste was unlike anything Robert had been told to expect. It was indescribably exotic, and wonderful. He had wondered if he would be disgusted, but now he knew there was no danger of that. He loved her taste. "Oh, yes," Jackie murmured. Her breathing gradually became heavier, and she began to move her hips against Robert's tongue.Robert moved his tongue downwards,.