”I started kissing and sucking her breasts, then moved lower down; around her belly button, then lower still, to where I had shaved her. I poured a ...ittle of the bourbon onto her smooth pussy, licking it off and tasting the mixture of George and Georgina. It was an intoxicating mix, and she moaned as the cold liquid ran over her hot pussy.I used my fingers to spread her lips open, and I let my tongue slide along her wet slit. She moaned softly as my tongue pushed around her swollen clit; I. I mean, it’s awesome for me. Or, I mean, it could be.” Fuck. It’d been years since I’d gotten this tongue-tied over a pretty girl. I made a goofy, self-deprecating face, and tried one last time: “What I’m TRYING to say is—” “Trying and failing,” she teased. “—Is that I don’t have any Christmas plans, either. So, if you’re not doing anything, maybe we can hang out.” “Ah, I see,” she flashed me a coy smile. “Would this ‘hanging out’ you describe involve, like, a date of some kind?” “Sure, if. "I don't want to die!" she cried."Neither do I, and we aren't going to." I opened a service panel and picked up the phone receiver. "See, I'll just call for help." I put the instrument to my ear. Dead. Just like we'd be if the brakes failed. I hung it up. "I'm sure an alarm has been tripped somewhere." I hoped.Beads of sweat dotted Letti's forehead. "It's getting warm in here. Are you warm?" Letti shrugged off her suit jacket. The neckline of her blouse exposed a nice cleavage, an advantage I'm. The bare skin of her arse felt good in your hands but now you were getting tired of standing and supporting her weight so, after lifting her off your cock, you gratefully eased her back to the ground. Slipping your prick back into your pants, you watched in silent admiration as she covered her quite magnificent tits with her school blouse and jumper. You helped her pull her grey skirt back down into place then turned to look about for her knickers... and when you eventually spotted them, they.