Especially frustrating was the way the tongue got closer and closer to her honey pot but never made contact. Although the teasing was delightfully exq...isite, Jayne knew if she’d been in bed with this guy, she would have grabbed his head by now and held it exactly where she wanted it while grinding her throbbing pussy into his face. She recognized the irony of the situation: there was nothing she could do but hope.Beneath the desk, Sean was getting bolder. Supporting his weight on one arm, he. " Please ... tell me what is the trouble, Akemi-san." I like if you call ... Akemi." Arigato ... thank you, Akemi. I am Ron, okay?" Okay, Ron. I don't know ... what ... to do. I have no one here and I have ... my family have ... rejected me. I ... have ... student visa. Place at Shefi-rudo Daigaku ... University. But ... no-where to live. Not ... much money..." So ... live here," I said, "rent free ... teach me Japanese."She looked at me; I recognised the look. It was the same one she'd given. Shawna and I do, too, even if we don't agree with what you're offering." Did you..." Shawna began, then stopped to think about what she wanted to say. "The whole legal thing when you first came back. Was that trying to get him committed to this against his will?" No, yes... sort of. It was... I'd had the letters from Nick, but Nick's a romantic, and I had my memories of what Marcus used to be like. I... I couldn't imagine him rationalising his way through a decision like this. When I left him. He didn’t understand that I was nervous. What if he didn’t like my body? What if he told everyone we fucked? I was over thinking it. But I was nervous. I wanted to. I wanted to SO BAD. But, did I have it in me to be the woman that slept with a married man? Did I have it in me to throw caution to the wind and for once, enjoy the spontaneity. But here he was, in front of me. The heat was blasting in my house. His uniform was on the aqua colored microfiber chair in the corner of my room. The.