His tongue flicked across her lips. Her hands instinctively found theirplace to his broad, warm chest as he drew her still closer, kissing herdeeply.H... pulled her to her feet. "Bed," he said, "but I can't cum. Thegirlfriend will be expecting it later."She was cut to the soul by this, her position as mistress confirmed oncemore, while her head and heart danced a giddy waltz to the tune of hiskiss.He took her hand and led her to her bedroom. Sitting her down he kneltand gently but firmly pushed. She groaned and hoped that that would be warning enough for whoever it was to leave her to die in peace. ‘Get up, Jo!’ The voice inches from her head made her pull her covers over her head. ‘Girl, get up.’ Jesse continued to prod her awake. ‘Please,’ Jo whined. My head hurts.’ ‘It should. Mayube next time, you’ll handle your liquor better. I didn’t know you were a weeping drunk.’ ‘Weeping drunk? Oh, no. It wasn’t a dream. I saw Jeremy last night. He didn’t remember me.’ ‘Don’t worry about Hot. . xxx” I giggled a bit as I made my way to my seat seeing him blush a bit once again. I thought he was actually looking forward to finding out who I was. All in due time though. I knew I couldn't rush it. I wanted to make sure he was into me before I revealed it was me. I noticed throughout class he kept looking at me. I tried not to overthink it but he couldn't take his eyes off my legs. I of course teased him. When he was facing away I opened my legs and when he turned back around his gaze. The top of her dress fluttered open; she pinched her nipples between thumb and finger, performing for him.He fumbled with the buttons on his jeans. His rapidly hardening cock helped with the process, pushing the material outward. Once he had freed himself from his demin confines he felt her pussy lips massage his shaft. She tilted her hips and slid forward along his hardness, smothering the head of his cock with her entrance, teasing him with the promise of her wet inner warmth.Poised at her.