There was another reason for Heather's reticence in that she had secrets she didn't want exposing to anyone; she certainly didn't want the Police to t...eat her bedroom as a crime scene and peer inside the wardrobes. Heather knew exactly what they would find and it would lead to awkward questions about her choice of sexual paraphernalia. Being exposed for what her true urges and kinks were would have the tongues working overdrive in the school playground and she could easily imagine being hounded. I took her hand and placed it where she could feel the proof of my arousal.As her right hand explored this ‘evidence,’ her left wandered to my chest. She unbuttoned my shirt and threw it aside. As we kissed again, I lifted her, supporting her by her butt and carried her to the bedroom. I slowly lowered her onto the bed and started kissing her neck.While I nibbled, I also worked on the buttons on her shirt. She was left with just her lacy bra covering her upper body. I slowly licked and sucked. God that feels so good Sally, lets go to the bedroom and get comfortable. With great anticipation I slid his pants down, he did not wear any underwear, his monster cock sprung free. God it was huge! It must be at least 9 inches. The length of the shaft had a gentle upward curvature and the tip was nearly pointing toward the ceiling. The head was significantly larger than the shaft leaving a significant ridge between the two. I chuckled to my self it’s going to be like a speed bump going in and. I want you to lick, suck, massage my breasts, my butt and everything in between. I want you to give me as many orgasms as I want until I tell you to stop. Do you think that you can satisfy me?” She excitedly said, “Oh, god, Leslee, I’ll do anything for you and if you don’t like what I’m doing you can punish me. I’ve wanted to touch you for so long, I’ve had so many sexual fantasies about you in my dreams where you made me cum. I love you Leslee, I’ve always loved you from the first time we met.