I kiss my way down your shirt until I reach the bottom. I kiss the little gap of skin between your shirt and your jeans. I feel you giggle as my nose ...ickles your belly button, as I slide my head under your shirt. I get back to the little space between your breasts. You gasp as I lightly bite down. You find out that was nothing when I first suck your nipple between my lips. I move to the other this time I run my tongue around it, over and over again. I slide my hand up your front. Whenever I. I was a sticky, slippery mess and I loved it! Iam not sure how many cocks I had sucked or how many times I felt someone'ssperm hit my belly, but I am sure everyone but one had used me. The only onethat had not cum yet was the fellow that was in my ass; he had greased up hishand and arm and had taken up ownership of my ass. He was sliding his arm intome with a rhythm that was taking me to new heights of pleasure. I could feelthe ball of his fist as it slid in and out of my now slacked asshole.. Meg found herself in the back of a crowded elevator. She was dressed differently too. Instead of wearing her black shirt and tights, fronted by the trademark green apron, she was now in a tight, crisp white blouse, a knee-length pencil skirt with a wide black belt and a silver buckle and very high heels. Her eyes were framed by a thick set of horned rim glasses. She clasped a folder full of papers against her chest. Her flaming red hair was pinned up in beehive hairdo. When she touched it, she. Afternoons were pleasantly warm with the direct sunshine but then it would just as well cloud up, get cold, and snow a foot or two…..We drove all the way out there and back again. All in all it was about 2000 miles, with all the side trips and so forth. One of my girl friends and I made the trip together. We drove out there and back again. She is a very sexy 30 year old blond with a body that makes your crotch ache just looking at her. God, she wears these tight-fitting jeans that show off her.