How much I craved the touch of your hand on my pulsing clitoris. How much I desired the feel of you exploring my vaginal opening with your fingers. Ho... I needed to feel your penis rising up and filling my inner void with warmth and strength.All these things went through my mind as we sat on your sofa that evening and snogged each other. I felt like a teenager again, excited to explore this brave new world of sex and the delights it held for whoever ventured in.I loosened my skirt to let you get. With just Anfon and me in the detail, we were able to move more easily without being spotted. Anfon was carrying one of the special RPGs, so we had some high power defense if we needed it. This was a very nice division of labor, since Anfon was more comfortable with the RPG, and I was more comfortable with the pistol. We were both good shots with either weapon, it was just a matter of personal preference.We managed to get all the way to the complex without seeing any of the enemy. Did that mean. Though that did annoy the teacher she knew she had no one but herself to blame for leaving the student unfettered. She would certainly rectify that the next time. Mrs. Johnson plastered a smile on her face though, as she pulled the vibrator from Amanda and switched it off before kissing the girl. Amanda realized that it was her juices which covered Mrs. Johnson’s face which she smelled and tasted and it was nice.“Now young lady how did you like that?” she asked the teen.“Oh Mrs. Johnson I never. Then he told me what it was he wanted to do for her."You wouldn't know it from looking at her but Vanessa is a little freaky. She's always had some fantasies about what it would be like to fuck a white guy. I'm not the jealous sort so I figure, why not? But I want to make sure it's someone we're both cool with. You know I'm down with you, man, and Vanessa thinks you're kinda cute."I immediately blurted out a response, "I would be honored. I would..." Marcus stopped me, "Let me finish. I'm not.