The kiss continued to get heated and we got on the floor where her bed was. She immediately undressed me and then, she took her jeans off. She wasn’... wearing any underwear cz (as I said, she was used to being naked around me) and we were going back home after she packed. She was only wearing a slim strap bra that barely contained her huge breasts. There was a stubble of pubic hair that was growing back around her vagina and her thick thighs. (It made me look skinny around her and she was. At least with the one she loved. Its the only way for it to work.She looked at George’s ridiculously hairy body with equal frankness. She could see he was still hard, she could see the desire in his eyes. She could see his want. She realized that turning her down was very hard for him, too, or at least she suspected this was so.“You really do want me, don’t you?” she asked, looking searchingly into his eyes.“Desperately,” he hissed, “But Jill, there is a time, and a place. This isn’t the time,. There was no note or anything. I had told Becky when I would be home, so I was surprised she wasn't there. I had just dialed her cell phone when there was a knock on the door.I opened the door, and there was little Becky. She had her hair in two ponytails and was wearing the white shirt buttoned over her breasts and her short schoolgirl skirt. I noticed that she was not wearing her collar or cuffs. "Hi, sir," she said. "Do you have some time to spend with me?" For you, little Becky, I'll always. He finally began to work on her clit licking up and down her cunt then sucking wildly on her clit as if he would make it pop out, then releasing the suction teasing the tiny nub with lashings from his tongue. Her hand was still gagging herself but the intensity was building to the point that the noise was audibly coming through, panting and gasping she could feel it begin to construct it self to a grand crescendo until Johns mouth was being filled with her warm sweet liquid cumming in spurts.