"What do you want for lunch, Karol — I'm starved."Again, she said very softly. "Anywhere you want to take me, Michael." How about Dairy Queen — I ...aven't had a Blizzard in years?"We had had eaten and thrown away our lunch trash — we had been so hungry, we hardly spoke, except when I shared my Blizzard with Karol. I had put in a second straw and we happened to take a drink at the same time and our eyes connected in that way ... again. We broke up laughing and I got up and put my hand out to her. Ze had hem tegen haar buik gelegd, met haar colbert en strakke broek op zijn plaats gehouden, maar nu deze allebei loswaren liet ze me vol trots haar mannelijke geslacht zien. Achteloos bracht ze er een hand naar toe en speelde er even mee. Ondertussen bleven we zoenen, maar ze hield weer even op om me toe te fluisteren: "Komt allemaal door jou. Je hebt me zo stijf gemaakt, en ik wil je dadelijk nemen..."Ik lachte lief en verleidelijk naar haar en verzamelde alle moed die in me was. Ik boog me. She laughed again. “Dripping?”Her right hand slid between her legs, finally touching her burning skin, feeling her soaking wet pussy. She moaned.“Sweetheart, that is a good sign if I am dripping, that means that I am very excited. And …”She touched her swollen clit and gently rubbed it, making her shiver and moan silently.“... if I am very excited, you might be in for a show!”She rubbed a bit harder and knew that there was no going back now. She needed some relief now, needed an orgasm.“Would. She used to give me bjs in the public places of our colleges and I used to feel her body in public and in private nobody could stop us. Recently we understood that things dint work out for us and we decided to break up and be apart. Though that was difficult we decided for our better future.We tried to be friends before she asked me that she want to be in my arms for one last night at my place. But I was worried about my ability to control myself having her beside me. She was ok with that and.