"Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuck," he muttered, reaching into the glove compartment and pulling out his mobile. He dialled 999, but when he held the phon... to his ear, all he heard was:"The number you have dialled is blocked from this phone, you adulterous monster." Shit!" He threw the phone onto the passenger seat, and had to swerve to avoid hitting another car when he started paying attention to the road again. He was, he realised, doing sixty miles-an-hour through Barking, but fuck it: what else. You're the lad who drives the Supermarket delivery van? Whydidn't you grab them there?" I forgot." I shrugged hoping it came out more naturally than it feltto me."Did you now?" She said placing the pack in front of me with a darksmirk on her face. "That will be two ninety please pet."The idea that she might think I was the kind of boy who would smokesuch a feminine brand excited me almost as much as having her speak tome making me babbled, probably not very convincingly, "They are from. Several times his hand came in contact with my pussy and I was biting my lip to keep from screaming out by then. My legs were shaking by then, struggling to hold me up. I felt his hand weave into my hair once more and pull me upright. He was standing behind me and pulled me against him, let me feel his cock through his trousers, the fabric of which was making my ass feel like it was on fire. I was writhing against him in an attempt to relieve some of the pain but it only increased it. And made. "I did. We did.Our bodies still swayed, but our lips were locked together in a dance of love. Our tongues flitted into each other's mouths, probing and amplifying our kisses and the emotions we were turning loose.After a couple of minutes of our French kissing, Anna pulled away and fanned her face with one hand. "You ... you're ... hot ... and ... you're turning me on." She seemed mildly embarrassed.Anna turned to the coffee table and said, "I brought us some liqueur, to thank you for dinner,.