Her pussy was wet and hot, the clit begging for attention. She covered her pussy with her right hand, slowly inserting her middle finger into the wetn...ss, drawing up the lubrication to stroke her swollen clit. Her senses were at overload, her hand gripping the boy's thick hardness, it's throbbing heat matching her hot button, while it's sight and smell drew her in.Inhale one-two, exhale one-two-three-four, Dan repeated this over and over in his head trying hard to ignore all the sensations that. It wasn't that I wasn't interest in sex, I was. I knew all about sex from reading the trashy adult paperback books I found in a cardboard box under my father's workbench in the basement. I had spent many an evening entertaining myself, with my six-inch friend, while reading all about it. I had the usual schoolboy crushes on the prettiest, biggest chested, or most athletic girls in the school; they just didn't know that I existed.The school year was rapidly coming to an end. It was mid-June; the. She saw where I was and understood that what she was experiencing earlier wasn’t a dream. She asked me in a naughty tone.Gowri: What are you doing, Ayya?Me: Just having my breakfast, Gowri darling.Gowri: How is the taste?She giggled.Me: Why don’t you taste it and find out?I leaped on her, and we started kissing. The kisses were passionate and damn hot.Me: You are a really good kisser, Gowri.Gowri: Thanks Ayya. But I want you to finish what you started.Saying this, she pushed my head down to her. The President was so shaken up by John Gray's assassination that he simply accepted her without a second thought."You saved his life. To keep anyone from knowing his exact schedule, everything has been dramatically altered."That one," he indicated Samantha, "is almost done spilling her guts, but we wanted you to hear this next part, because you made it possible, and it concerns you."He turned to the aide at his elbow and nodded. She reentered the room he came out of, and beckoned me to follow..