No words, just a soft kiss on his cheek as I raised myself like the rising sun. My hips grinded into him, keeping him deep, stimulating me both inside...and out. Kaori? No crackle this time. His eyes opened. My gaze met his. I didnt need to say who I was, I saw it in his eyes, I felt it in the soft caress of his hands on my hips and the subtle, but deliberate rise of his body to meet mine. He had accepted this reality. It as at that moment, the butterflies came back, the same ones I had the first. ’ ‘It’s true,’ Carmella breathed in that sexy Columbian accent. She looked stunning, sitting back comfortably in the chair, one hand brushing through her silken hair. Her short pleated skirt displayed her olive skinned legs to perfection, and the Kirsten Stiles tailored purple blouse that clung to her breasts left very little to the imagination. ‘I can’t believe she fooled me,’ Daly said, taking a deep breath to shake off his nerves. ‘I should have known, should have suspected something…’ ‘How. ’, he remembered a friend confiding to the group in the first year. Sam had always been curious about her. He found her alluring even if he couldn’t quite admit it to himself. She was a redhead with ever-changing streaks of colour in her hair, and always wore dark eye make-up with a cat-like tick. She was kinky in a way he couldn’t pin down. It was some blend of the vintage dresses she wore that cinched at her waist, and her aloof, arch demeanour. He hardly registered it, but when he saw. Finally she rolled onto her back, spread her legs and said: “Put it right in there.” I slid in very easily and when it was well seated she clamped down on my dick and it was: “Open the gate and let her buck.” She was wild, her ass had a death grip on my cock, and she moved like she was on springs. She was an unbelievable good fuck. It all ended much to soon with my dropping my load in her. But what a ride.It wasn’t hard to see why she never answered the phone, too many clients wanted that.