But it is surprising seeing how young she was. We were only 17, hard to believe it was so long ago.”“Well, you don’t look much different. Just a...lot longer hair then really. I know you told me about her before, and how she helped you write that one. Was she your girlfriend?”“Hmm, that’s complicated. And I mean really complicated. We had dated for a month or so the year before, but we both decided we were better off as friends. And it was that way until last year. Her and another friend decided. She saw where his eyes were and noticed the front of his boxers begin to bulge, then for the first time during the undressing, she smiled contentedly, seeing how he loved her shape and how his body wanted her. She took hold of the hem of her long teeshirt as if to lift it off, then let go and waited, her smile turning feral. He knew what she wanted: to be unveiled by him, and for his eyes to see her nakedness slowly revealed.He reached forward and inched the hem upwards, taking in her gently. We kissed and touched one another, Ms. Musgrave concentrating on my throbbing cock, which she slowly moved backwards and forwards in her small right hand. I squeezed her small breasts in my hands through her white blouse, pulling it out from her skirt and then trying to unbutton it. Claire Musgrave did nothing to stop me doing this and concentrated upon touching me with her tongue. Her warm hands continued working my cock. As we grew hotter and hotter, and became more and more aroused, the. She's still flush from the orgasm. Of course I have a raging hard-on. I'd like nothing more than to bend her over the bed, shove my dick through that open crotch in her hose, and pound into her doggystyle. We don't have time for that, but now that she's had hers, I want mine. I drop my pants, grab the back of her head, and push her down towards my dick. "On your knees, bitch! It's my turn now!"She offers not a hint of resistance. She loves sucking cock at least as much as she loves getting.