I was really starting to obsess about this business of where she was and maybe who she was with. I remembered that Caroline kept a planner on her home...office computer and when I got home, I had a look at the past few Fridays. There were lots of notes for the mornings and a few lunches at noon, but nothing for the afternoons but one strange symbol. On some Fridays, there were the letters aK and on others the letters bK. They sort of alternated on each Friday, but not always. I checked back to. I was still following my original path after the tiger somehow, but the tiger was now at the back of my mind. I was focused on finding the source of this beautiful sound. Every now and then I had to stop and relocate the direction from which the song was coming from, and I grew excited as I got closer. It sounded like an angel singing, and the longer I heard this song the more I wanted this angel to be mine. I felt my cock starting to throb as I move ever closer to the sound, growing weary of. As she sat back in his lap his hand reclaimed its previous position on her leg. He waited silently until she reopened her thighs; they had closed automatically when she felt his hand there. After a word of praise he resumed their kiss and his hand resumed its slow progress up her thigh. He stopped moving his hand once it reached her pussy and let her trembling die down. "Very well done Deb. That is further than I expected you to let me go." Oh God! It was so difficult holding still and not. "Please fuck me now."Larry withdrew halfway and then eased himself back in. The electric shocks fired off along the whole length of my tunnel as I felt his member rub along its length. I groaned with the feeling, closing my eyes as the sensation overcame me."No," Larry said. "Open your eyes. I want to watch your face as I make you come."I opened my eyes and looked into his face, stern and set with his exertion. I raised my hips to meet his next thrust and we establish as slow, deep pattern of.