You go ahead and find your book, relax this afternoon." He walked away, his heart heavy, his mind whirling. The guilt of the desire he felt weighed he...vily on him.Carlie sat where he left her, the books on the floor next to her chair, her fingers on the softness of her lips, still feeling his kiss. The confusion of the last two days, waking up in a strange room, with a strange man and not knowing anything about herself, seemed to evaporate under the heat of his lips.He was kind and thoughtful,. I sat up, still with our mouths locked together. I moved my lips down to her neck; oh, so soft was her skin. I bit her neck gently, forcing her to raise her chin. My lips traveled further south, suckling her B-cups, teasing her erect nipples. I rolled her over, taking the upper hand. I felt her surrender to the sensations. I marveled at her delicate aroma, the salty taste of her skin, the supple flesh of her breasts. Her abdomen was toned yet retained a slight paunch, just enough to bite. She. "Why thank you kind sir," she said as he held the door open.He handed her an orchid then said, "Cynthia, would you care to go to the Rialto Theater tomorrow evening? They're having a film noir festival. Do you enjoy classic movies?"Her face broke into a broad smile, "I adore old movies. Shall I meet you there?" I'll call for you at seven thirty. The first film begins at eight." I'll be looking forward to it. Thank you for inviting me Brian." May I?" He replied, pinning the orchid to her dress.. She comes around to the front and nods her approval at how nice Laura looks, trying not to peek down her smock. Then she gets out a few different lipsticks and holds them all up to Laura's full lips, and then decides on the one nicknamed 'Flaming Red Whore'. She applies that one expertly on Laura's lips and gets her to smooth it out by pursing her lips. Katie stifles a moan at the sight of those red lips, as she imagines them somewhere else. But she has to move somewhat cautiously, otherwise it.