But I did not want to ask. I was worried about what if she is just looking for a friendship. We spoke the whole night, and it was nearly 4 in the morn...ng.I had an office at 9, so I bid good night and dozed off. I woke up at 8 and it was already too late. I checked my mobile and found 18 messages and 5 missed calls from her. I was in a hurry, so I did not respond. In the office, I had a meeting and did not talk or message her that whole day.The evening I texted back telling her my situation. She. Angie let out a low moan as she thrust her pussy upwards to meet the three fingers that were now massaging the insides of her vagina. I moved my thumb to her clitoris and began to pant and a low moan emanated from her from my simultaneous machinations of her breasts and pussy. This young slut’s body was putty in my hands as I gently aroused her with a myriad of new sensations that I’m sure her young body had never felt before. She knew she was about to be fucked by an experienced mature. He thought of the evening and night ahead of them. Dare he hope that she share his feelings? Dare he hope that she love him too? Dare he hope. . .?They continued on the road trip, to be stopped by a herd of elk, causing quite a traffic jam on the highway. She muttered at the foolishness of people getting out of their cars to take pictures, and enticing the majestic creatures with tidbits of food. It was illegal to feed animals in the national parks, she explained to him, teaching the. She lay down on his suede couch, one leg on the back with the other falling over to the floor. Her pussy glistened with her juice as she crooked her finger at him. He got up from behind the desk and walked over to her. He sat on the couch between her legs and threw them over his shoulders. He pulled her pussy to his mouth, as his tongue started working her clit. His fingers spread her lips. He inhaled her womanly scent and started to devour her. She dug her nails into the couch and began to.