My eyes trailed over to Miss Cheshire. The librarian was smoking hot with her tawny hair pinned up in a tight bun, and slim, silver glasses perched on...a cute, freckled nose. She wore a very low-cut, red blouse. It was such a bright red your eyes couldn't help but stare at her large breasts that seemed about to fall out. She clearly wore no bra, and those melons jiggled magnificently as she walked about. And, hot-damn, that skirt was practically indecent. It barely fell below her ass. She walked. I did not stop, but reached down, pulling her hood back to reveal her protruding, pink little clit I removed my other hand and began roughly and quickly rubbing that sweet spot while her squirt sprayed all over me, splashing on the floor. Fuck, it was hot and I couldn't resist shoving my fingers in her mouth and down her throat, eliciting a gag as her body quivered and the fountain abruptly ended. I gathered my thoughts as I pushed her back, unlocked the cuff around her ankle, and flipped her. She just finished her lunch; it was an hour early to noon but she just couldn't resist such a tasty cheese and salad sandwich. Mmm! It felt refreshing to just hang out with nature without any clothes on; she felt her visible skin already being teased by all the elements around her. When she closed her eyes, all she could hear were the crickets chirping.However, it wasn't only the shrill sound of crickets rubbing their legs and wings together to make their stridulating melody; there was also a. "Lori says I must stay at her house with you do you have clean underwear and decent meals," she laughed. I was a bit stunned, but remembered that she was a very nice person, great sense of humor, and although it had been six or seven years since I last saw her, very attractive. "That sounds very nice Dara, I will be looking forward to it, when are you coming up?", I asked. She told me she would be flying in the next evening, and I told her I would meet her at the sirport. "I better get a good.