Breaking away I spin her around and slap her ass through her thin dress. With a moan and a yelp, she raises up on her tiptoes and arches her back. I l...ft her hem above her ass to see the reding handprint on her pale butt cheek. Sinking to my knees I open her legs and taste her wet pussy. My fingers opening her up she presses my face deeper into her ass. Licking from her cunt to her tight little ass my tongue twirling around her tangy hole coated with my saliva and her dripping sex I insert my. Then she got off and we watch the movie. She drove me home and nothing else was said or done. Around two weeks later, she came over to hang out as our parents were doing their dancing thing at a function and would be out all night. She had on leggings and a regular white t shirt. The jeans were tight and again I was really hard. We were sitting next to each other on my couch in my parents basement and the only light on was the tv screen. We covered ourselves with a blanket as my basement is. Slowly the other people who worked on my floor began to go home; by about 6:15 the whole floor was empty apart from me sat at my desk in the corner, and the faint crack of light coming from under the door of the large corner office where my boss worked.I wasn’t 7pm yet so I carried on sitting at my desk staring into space my pussy was soaking wet as I wondered what was in store for me that evening.When the little clock on my desk finally flicked over to 7pm I stood up a little shakily, I. Someone who wouldn’t mind flying the Indian Ocean, back and forth, over and over again. Someone who wouldn’t mind flying sheep, live sheep, from Perth, Western Australia, to Saudi Arabia. Several times a week. Really, if the recruiter hadn’t been talking so fast I’d have hung up before he mentioned salary, but he was and I didn’t. He mentioned a number and I kept my mouth shut, made a non-committal grunt — and he was off to the races. ‘Of course,’ he scrambled, ‘with your qualifications…’ — and.