I wondered how big his cock would be. How long would he fuck me? Would I have an orgasm? Then the big question, where would he climax? Would he shoot ...is load inside me or would he use a condom?Then I remembered that this was John I was thinking about not some faceless stranger. I already didn't care much for him and after that night any time I saw him, he would have a smug look on his face that said, 'I fucked you.'I tried to block that out of my head. All afternoon my thoughts were on what. The i slowly started to slide her frock upward halve way up revealing most of her thighs .i rubbed her thighs for a few sec and then completely rolled her frock revealing her black undies she wore. i then started to massage her groin part and could she her getting her excited. my hand ran to and fro over her thighs i then planted a French kiss on her lips and at the same time my hands went over her shirt and i in a flash lifted it till her chest she had an extremely slim body and her tits was. I looked at him, surprised and a little bit annoyed. What was it about him that kept making me feel edgy, instantly angry or annoyed? ‘Please stop trying to ‘handle’ me!’ I answered, before I could stop my angry words. ‘I’m not… Well, I’m not trying to make you do anything you don’t want to do… but you…’ Sean said, his words tuning out as Gabriella started laughing. ‘What he’s trying to say is that he’s worried about you,’ Gabriella said ‘and he wants to make sure you’re ok. You don’t have to. ” “You can put it on in front of me baby,” I smiled, “Me seeing your bra is no big deal, is it?” “You are not seeing me in my bra,” Sara said, “I wouldn’t let you see me in my bra when I was your wife, now turn around while I put my sweater on.” I pushed my luck and said, “Before you put your sweater back on, can I see your nipple rings?” “What! No way,” Sara said sternly. “Please baby, just once,” I begged. “No! No!” Sara screamed, “I am not showing you my nipples,” she went on, “I wouldn’t.