Even more than before. I just want to squeeze my legs together and feel…I don’t know what I want to feel anymore. So wet. My pussy is on fire and ... keep imagining what he feels like inside me. Or the feel of his tongue on me. His lips. His lips sucking my clit into his mouth, as he gently spreads my lips with his fingers. Oh, yeah…when he runs his tongue up and down between my lips. He has no idea. And even when he licks me along the outside edge of my lips, close to my inner thighs. He has no. ”He opened the refrigerator and pulled out the pitcher of iced tea, got two glasses and ice, and poured some for each of them.“Thanks, honey. You’re a sweetheart.”“I know, he replied.”“And a pest," she repeated.”They sat in the kitchen and watched the birds and squirrels find the food. It was a happy yard.“So, what are you doing for the rest of the afternoon?” Jack asked.“I had no plans. Do you have something in mind?” “I always do when I’m near you.”“Now you’re a horny pest.”“You love. " Oh." Then I thought about it. "Wait. After the Holiday Dance? That was your first time?" He nodded shyly. "First time with uh guy or first time ever?" Ever." Oh fuck!" I almost swerved the car. "Why didn't you tell me?" Why, would you have stopped?" No." Beth snorted from the back seat."Yes." I countered."But I didn't want you to stop. That night was," he sighed deeply, "a revelation. But, tonight, it occurred to me that I've always been the girl and never the boy. That maybe I should try it. She'd been in a relationship with a woman, but had broken up two months ago. Yes, she was bi, and, no, she didn't have anyone, male or female, at present. All this Mick discovered while 'saving her the taxi fare home.'She kind of liked The Curse, but wasn't a fan, and told him she thought the band was being 'overhyped.' This was refreshing to Mick. He'd finally hooked up with someone who'd no agenda and could talk honestly and openly with him. He felt they could become good friends.Donna was.