I licked her cunt lips and her clit. She held my head firmly and was pushing my head into her cunt. I pulled out her swollen clit and licked it softly...and slowly. Saro was shaking like a leaf. She was enjoying the onset of a climax. She lifted her hip and was moaning. Her ivory colored soft skin was really beautiful. I was not in a haste hence taken all the time. Saro was enjoying series of orgasms. Saro wanted my cock to be given into her mouth. We 69ed and she took my cock into her mouth and. I wanted to unwind and I spent most of my days on the fly bridge, picking at that guitar and probably sucking at it, but enjoying it and thinking about Cade.I felt just a touch of melancholy, a bit of ‘woe is me’, but mostly I was grateful. She had been honest and open and loving and very up front about her emotions. It had touched something inside of me, some hurt I hadn’t hidden away deep enough, one I might not have even realized I had. She had touched it and smoothed it, getting rid of the. The arrival of the email address made her even more concerned about that possibility. In spite of Val’s urging Amy did not contact the anonymous flower person. The next day as usual she received the pink rose and card, but today there was no email address on it. After a few more days of only the flower and card Amy decided to contact her mysterious flower person under the assumption that he was letting her set the pace by not pestering her with his email address. Amy finally relented and sent. Like I really cared what she and her friends were going as.I looked at my watch, then at Imogen. “Lunch?” I asked.“Is it that time already?”“Near enough.” I glanced down the table at the girls still talking about their costumes for The Ball.“Oh, right.” I’ll say one thing for Imogen, she picked up on what I was thinking pretty quickly. I probably wasn’t exactly subtle about it, mind you.We packed up and bid the others goodbye. As usual we would be eating in the canteen at The Union, but most of.