..Telemachus..." next to the far more enticing "calm down...basement...minute." Regaining my composure as best I could, I half-ran across the library,...concealing my semi and dodging tables as I passed.A cupboard door swung open, and she pulled me inside, pushing me to the wall with a forceful kiss against my lips. I tasted the sharp, sweet cherry of her lip balm and could feel her chest heaving against mine as her hand groped down the front of my jeans and her tongue wrestled with mine.She. She stopped kissing, and started to whisper my name in my ear. The first time I had made her have an orgasm, her first one by someone else than herself, I had heard her swear, something she never did. This time, however, she used powerful words almost all the time. She told me to fuck her, she told me how good it felt, she named the things by their names. It almost sounded like she was begging me. Begging me to fuck her. My eyes were finally getting used to the dark, and I could now see part of. Louise went off to bed early that night and as we heard her bedroom door closed Gemma threw out the remark of she is probably going to play with herself much to my shock as I sprayed my cup of tea out of my mouth. Gemma carried on with well she is a nympho I've heard her on my day off playing and cumming, you dont really think she is painting her nails do you ?. My cock is now starting to drip pre cum at the thought of her playing with herself. Gemma must notice this but before I could do. We turned the bend and I saw a thin black girl wearing a paid of shirts and cut down shirt. She was sitting in a wheel chair jumping. She was calling AMY, Amy ran to her and hugged her. We pushed the wheel chair to the house. in the sand road that was a major work out. Amy started doing a few things and ask where granny was? She is at the Dr office and will come back home tomorrow. I am by my self for a while. Would you stay the night with me Amy? like we did before? Amy told her I was visiting.