There was a blast of cool air, the odor was of old books and paper.Not as crawly as 'WAY OUT', never the less, it was hands and knees, and a couple of...stomach slithers. She pushed her backpack in front of her. There was light ... a vent grill that pushed out ... Wendy stood behind a massive Walnut desk.Wendy was in the 'shelves' of an ancient library. Not books ... scrolls.Wound on Walnut Rollers and stored in elaborate wood cases with glass covers, the wisdom of the sages was stored in this. He look at me and stepped closer. Chamon was an easy two feet taller then I was. With natural silver hair, his eyes an even brighter green. He put one arm around my waist and the other around my shoulders, pulling me close to him and kisses me full on the lips. I was so shocked I couldnt move. When I didnt do anything he pulled away and flushed a bright red. I..Im so sorry Aeris, I didnt mean to do that. I dont know what came over me. Its okay Chamon, I replied quietly putting my hand on his. "What are you and your pussy friends doing with my girlfriend, Porter?" he asked. He loosened his grip just a little, enough for me to take a ragged breath so I could explain our actions to him."What girlfriend?" I said, perhaps unwisely. "I thought Del Toro took her away from you."He popped me back up hard, against the lockers. His face turned a mottled red. Through gritted teeth, he snarled, "You thought wrong, pussy boy." Okay, okay," I croaked. The lock was starting to scrape the skin away. Joanne thrusts her hips trying to reconnect. She looks down and smiling says, “You bastard I was enjoying that. I suppose you want your dick sucked. Just like all men.” “I will want you to suck me off but for now……… I want to fuck you.” Her hands are on my shoulders, her legs are widely splayed as I roll between her spread thighs. With a slight adjustment, my dick-head finds her lips. I glide up and down severs times coating my dick with her juices. Just as she’s expecting another slide to bump.