’ She slid off me and my softening cock slipped out of her. Pulling me up, she dragged my shorts down and off and yanked my t-shirt over my head bef...re dragging me out of the door and down the corridor. My Englishness kicked in and I covered my groin with my hand. ‘God, you are such a baby, nobody cares about your little thing.’ I must have pouted, because she laughed and said, ‘Well, maybe I do, a little bit.’ She leant down and gave my cock a kiss and said, ‘Come on, I need a shower.’ Pushing. Susan even began pulling her panties hard into her little crease so the rough material moved on her nub when she walked. Her mom had even commented on how flushed she looked after walking home from school. Susan breathlessly said she felt fine but a little tired from the three block walk. Actually, she was on the verge of an orgasm and needed to get alone so she could 'get over the hump' as Mary Ellen described it."Now, "Susan continued a little breathlessly. "Move your finger back down to your. Now hypersensitive to touch, I pulled my glistening cock from her mouth and pulled Katie upright. I dropped on my knees before her, lifting each leg in turn and tugging off her boots. Then I unbuttoned her tight jeans and guided them down past her curvy hips to her knees. I took her in my arms and gently laid her back against the horse blankets, removing her jeans entirely. I began on the inside of her right leg and licked and kissed her from her ankle to the junction of her sex and then. I glanced at the woman, my eyes adjusting to the light from the trapdoor above. Why didn't she ever knock? My archaeological assistant, Laura, was often overzealous, but I could forgive that much. Enthusiasm for digging work was a must- if your heart wasn't in the dig, you might as well pack up and leave. We had been working on this dig for over two months now, and were finding several interesting items of historical importance.Laura herself made a striking figure- at 5' 7'' she was almost as.