That little girl loved to fuck. To fuck me, anyway. That was fine pussy. My hands left her hips and moved up to massage those tits. I could feel the h...rd nipples as I slid up under her tee shirt. Damn, they were nice tits. I wanted to suck them, badly. But I continued fucking her wet slit."Oh, oh, oh, oh shit, shit, cumming, cumming. Oh fuck, yeah, fuck me Jeff, fuck me. Cumming."This was good. A fast cummer. This was good. I liked that. I was humping her as hard as I could. Her whole little. My speculation was that my future physical form was in a state of dormancy unable to age in a normal process. That I was in a sort of “frozen” state in the future and my time in the past was of no consequence to my future form unless I encountered a danger that might bring the entire episode to a bloody and permanent end no matter where I actually happened to be. Only a safe return to the future would allow me have the satisfaction of “double dipping” in the time stream. I would be able to take. After she had got back to her flat and checked her laptop for emails and Skype-calls, Lauren decided to call it a day. She had a quick shower and slipped into bed. Lauren fully intended to read a book but instead found herself masturbating. She was amazed at how wet she was just thinking about the conversation with Sabrina. She also realised that her own pussy required a good tidy up. Lauren woke the next morning feeling aroused with anticipation about seeing Sabrina and visiting the salon.. ’Well she damn well does, he thought that prom-night, his nipples still prickling from her touch. Thank God she’s got herself a hot date. The accompanying surge of jealousy took him by surprise.He chewed distractedly throughout dinner with the other staff. Around him the students fraternised between tables and descended into debauchery, alcohol serving as accelerant. Many of their plates, he noticed, were untouched, the dance-floor providing more enticement than a lacklustre meal. Just finish.