I jumped in, and she started to kiss me, all over the place. I reminded her it would be at my place, not in my car.She calmed, but kept me alert with ...er constant self-arousal. I drove aggressively, and we ended up at my place in three minutes. She grabbed my arm and ran up the stairs. I fumbled with the keys and we took the elevator to my apartment.We pretty much smashed the door down. I walked in, grabbing anything I could to resist her passionate embrace. She cornered me on the couch and. I had a hard time keeping a steady rhythm on Missy’s pussy because every time Brantley moved out of me, my body followed his movement, making my mouth come off her wet orifice. I think that is why Missy started feeling her clit with her hand. Not only that, I could tell that she was in the beginning stages of an orgasm also. She was just helping it along.Missy began to moan even more and get louder as she did. Her small breasts were so firm and her nipples jutted out into the air as she arched. " And are you still feeling seasick – any remaining problems?" No – I guess I've been fine since, like, this morning when I woke up." Have you been able to eat anything?"She shrugged. "Yeah – I had a banana muffin thing for breakfast, and Moira brought me a sandwich for lunch." Good," I assured her. "Most people adapt in a day or two. I'll talk to Jake about it, but it's probably best to just try leaving the patch on for now; it should be wearing off slowly over the next day or day-and-a-half.. Only this time he begins to slowly massage my heated flesh before pulling aside the thin scrap of lace dividing my cheeks to slide one finger into my hot wet slit and then another. My juices drip down my inner thighs. How can I be this wet? I am a grown ass woman who has just been spanked like a child for being late and I am almost swooning at his touch. Soon he is fucking me with three fingers. I hear the sound of a belt buckle being release followed by the sound of a zipper and feel the hair.