She had a smooth rhythmic touch. She moved away and came back with a bottle of lube and began fondling licking my balls tracing every vein of my dick ...ith her tongue. The smooth rhythm had changed she was more urgent, she spoke “I want your cock inside me” and her voice was raspy. Hands and mouth felt aggressive, needy. I loved it. She straddled me and inserted the head into her pussy. Now this was the wettest cunt I had ever felt. She rode me, grinding her clit into my body, more and more. “I trust the dress is satisfactory.” “Its beautiful, Caius, it really is. But you’ve been much too kind. I shouldn’t accept it. I will bring it back tomorrow.”“Nonsense. Whatever would we do with it? I assure you, the expense was nothing. You look beautiful in it, however, so please do visit, and wear it when you come.” Virginia blushed, but I could see she was troubled. Her anxiety was bubbling quietly as if she were trying to hide it from me. This was a worry: she still lacked trust in me.. Mary, Heather, and Diane were all crowded around the only window in the common room.“What’s up?”“Look what Diane got for Christmas,” Heather said. She looked out the window. “See the blue Volks?” She more-or-less could.“I drove it down from Milwaukee,” Diane said. “I’ll give you a ride later.” They talked about the car and Diane’s ‘really sweet’ parents for another minute while Carolyn removed her mittens in her coat pockets. “And that’s the news from Milwaukee, Carolyn,” Diane said. “What. ‘She is an exceptional young woman with a quick mind and even temper.’ His father assured him. The music started, a flowing piece of violins and flutes that had couples joining on the dance floor. His father chuckled and clapped him on the back. ‘You will be breaking hundreds of hearts when they all find out you are engaged.’ ‘If only that were true. It will become common knowledge that our betrothal was made when we were children. Young ladies now are cleverer. They think such things can be.