We worked together in a small town grocery store, I was always bumping into her, her ass got in my face when we were stocking dry goods, I accidentall... touched her tit when I helped her lift a heavy box. Little sparks like these erupted into moments of the two of us just staring at each other, probably with longing, but it was hard to tell at that time. I was falling in love, or at least I was caught in the crush of a strong ‘like’ and lust that was out of control and driving me wild. When I. She repeated that again, and again, each time getting her mouth closer to the head. Then instead of using her finger to transfer spit, she just snaked out her tongue. She licked it several times and then for the third time tonight closed her mouth over me. She sucked, just the head, in and out of her mouth like it was a melting ball of ice cream. Then she looked up at me and smiled with the tip of my cock at her curled lips. I put my hand on her head and moved towards her and she opened her. It's how I'll end each night here as well."Dominique squat down next to me and brushed her fingers across my face."I don't usually read on the pot though." She giggled at my widening eyes awkwardly and bopped my face with the back of her book. "How 'bout we break in my new reading chair?"Back at home, in the safety of my apartment, I'd fantasized about this moment too many times to count--Dominique sitting on my face--being forced to endure the weight of her perfect body as she pressed. But one day when I was at home as not it was a regular thing for me to stay at home to do to more of it I would skip college as often as I could and my mom understood that I am missing college for what reason so that day after lunch she asked me to close doors and sleep next to her so that we can take some rest which I did and before sleeping she asked me to put all the curtains down and switch on the light which I did and slept besides her but as it was day time I was not getting courage to do.