Ben’s mouth surrounds her slit, tongue flashing against clit and he sucks her even harder, the intensity of her orgasm gets stronger and stronger as...Ben plies his tongue to her now throbbing pulsing clit. Jen’s hand slams against the elevator wall, over and over as she feels her knees buckle and she sinks to the floor before him. A light sheen of sweat across her chest, skirt up over her hips, blouse open as her breathing begins to slow and regulate, Ben brings his lips to hers and softly. I took the probe from the wall and presented it in front of her anus, pushing on it slightly but not enough for it to enter her. Her anus tensed again at the feeling of the foreign object. I withdrew the pressure and applied some more again, doing that a few times until I could feel her getting used to it and relax again. This time I pushed again but instead of withdrawing as I had done so far I pushed further and the probe entered her unimpeded. I pushed it all the way through and when. When he checked it, there was a message from Jasmine. ‘8:00.’ was all it said. * * * * * It had been a few weeks since Jasmine and Philip’s date, and so far, thing were going well in their new, budding relationship this time around. They talked on the phone and had gone out a few more times. They were flirtatious at work, but no one knew about their involvement, they were able to keep it discrete. As much as it surprised her, Jasmine was starting to think that maybe things could actually work. He started apologizing again saying he thought I was in my bedroom and he should have knocked. I told him it was ok and that I should have locked the door. I bent over and kissed him on the cheek and asked him if he wanted a cold drink. He said yes and I went to the kitchen and got us both a beer. We sat and talked for a while and my dad said that he should probably go back home. I told him no I wanted him to stay and he asked if Ron would be upset with him. I laughed and told him no and then.