He groaned, thinking of how those legs would feel around him, the smooth silky skin rubbing against his bare skin. He closed his eyes and felt his coc... harden. He shifted in his chair uncomfortably. She turned, seeing him sitting there. She couldn’t help but smile. She thought how damn good looking he was, how tall, how big, and she shivered. They were meeting late, after everyone had gone for the day. He had asked for additional help with the special project he was working on. She knew in her. After retrieving his bag from nearby bushes he used the first dark alley he encountered to change into something less eye-catching. A simple dark blue t-shirt hugged his form, dark jeans, and plain white shoes, also tossing on a jacket. He smirked at his reflection in a window as he walked down the street to the bar he investigated earlier. Would any of his friends believe that he was going there with one simple purpose – to fuck? He didn’t try to wrap his intentions into nice words, flowery. Lying down again, she groaned and also tried to remember what had happened the night before. Nineteenth birthday parties were becoming more frequent among her peers, and she was feeling the effects. However, Amy would be waiting longer than anyone in her year for her own, which meant that once there were more people who could get into clubs and pubs than not, she would be staying at home. At this moment in time she did not particularly care. Twenty minutes later she reluctantly decided to start. Her fingers found their way into me with ease. Then her mouth joined in. Her tongue began to lick my clitoris. It was so direct, so instantly in charge, I found myself in danger of losing what little control remained. “No, don’t.” I said, “I don’t want it over yet.” Evelyn raised her head. “Jenny, dear. We are just beginning. But we both need this right now. It relaxes the system. Afterwards we can explore and discover. Trust me.” With that she put her head down again, used her hands to lift my.