Me with your fingers." The curse words caused her to stutter but she was so excited she couldn't stop moving. I slid my hand up and gasped at how wet ...he was. I pushed my middle finger against her and let it work its way inside as she fucked herself on it. Holding my hand in my lap, she rode my finger like a cock, pushing down slowly, then up again. I could feel her hymen and made sure not to push into it as she started groaning, her juices flowing down my finger. She buried her hands in my. My tight fitting t-shirt clung to my body and I was certain that the outline of my sports bra was showing through the thin material, but I could care less.They say that physical activity is a great stress-reliever, but I think that is an understatement. My time running on the track team was just about the only thing that had been able to stop the constant buzz in my head since the last time I was with Malcolm.The wind in my face, the burning in my thighs, and the ground flying by underneath my. " I kissed her lips gently and opened my mouth. When I felt hers open, I slowly slid my tongue into her. After a couple of seconds, she reciprocated, wrestling her tongue with mine. She was a natural! My hands slid back under her shirt and back up to her tits. I gently pulled on them as we kissed, eliciting slight mews from her. I felt her grinding her panty clad pussy down on my cock, moving back and forth but not really sure what she was doing. I laid back on the couch, pulling her on top of. I was so turned on and aroused all day. Every time I saw her she would wink and smile at me. We got on instant messenger and she was telling me how the panties she has on are soaking wet. I asked her to leave them there for me and I will collect them after work. GUESS WHAT? She dropped her panties in my small trash can by my desk before she left for the day and said "ENJOY" On my drive home I was sniffing her panties and almost lost control, but took care of business when I got home. I arrived.