I can feel myself getting wet, and I blush at the thought. Just then, he switches his mouth to my other nipple and before I can miss his mouth, it is ...n me again. I whimper as I start to squirm beneath him. The heat is gathering between my legs and I need release. But all he does is smile and continue his heavenly assault. He keeps one hand on my free breast, pulling and tweaking my nipple, as the other makes its way down to the top of my jeans. His fingers trace my hips with a feather-light. ‘Noo, noo! Now!’ she said, reaching for him, grabbing his hair and trying to pull him back to her needy quim. He reached up and disentangled her fingers from his head and blew a soft raspberry on her left thigh. She started, startled, and giggled. ‘What was that for?’ ‘Distracting me. Now I have to start all over again,’ he said, moving up to kiss her. ‘No, no, I’ll behave,’ she pleaded, pushing him back down between her thighs, ‘but, please hurry, damn you. I’m about ready to fuck the bed. He ducked back out of the door and began to think. He very much wanted to complete Julie?s Christmas kidnapping yet everything that he had prepared for it was being used by some other girl; probably Julie?s roommate. He still had duct tape, a foam ball and he had some lengths of rope. He had everything to make her helpless but nothing to carry her into his car. . . ?Luanne, is that you?? Julie asked. For Wes, it was gut-check time. He quickly crept to the open door to the bathroom and. I couldn’t wait to see him, but what if he didn’t show? I kept taking deep breaths and telling myself to calm down, but my mind was reeling. The parking lot was very full, it was a beautiful spring day. As I searched for a space, I tried to find his black Charger but wasn’t having any luck. After parking, I looked over at George, who was staring at me eagerly, tail wagging. ‘Do I look nervous? I feel nervous,’ I murmured, lowering my visor to check my face. I had put on a touch of makeup, and.