She tried to pull away but Chet just turned her around and kissed her. As he did this he reached up under Clara’s shirt and fondled her breasts and ...queezed at her nipples. Clara let out a sigh and bit her bottom lip as she gave one last ditch effort to resist. ‘I have to finish packing.’ ‘Do it later.’ Chet demanded as he pushed Clara down on the bed. He kissed down her neck and lifted her shirt up to kiss her stomach. Clara moaned a little louder and ran her hands through Chet’s hair. Her. You turn away again and toward the empty seat beside you mouth the words, "oh ... my ... god!"But then you notice he is looking at you - looking at your face in the reflection in the window. Your eyes catch the reflection of his and he winks seductively. He glances down at the reflection of your ample cleavage and then to the throbbing stiffness that is tearing at his trousers. He slides a leg in your direction and presses it against your thigh. The audacity of the movement and the public. ‘Here’s another trick,’ I crooned as I pressed my tits together, trapping him in there so escape was not a possibility.‘Lotus,’ he gasped.Still taking no notice of negatives, I began to move up and down, slowly but surely, liking the way his skin adhered to mine.‘I should have done this last weekend,’ I whispered. ‘I’ve been wishing I had ever since.*****Please do excuse me for not introducing myself sooner. As this story is more or less a confession, I’m going to go by the alias of “Nat” or. He licked his lips and moved to kiss me. He kissed my lips as I touched his ripped abs. His tongue was parting my lips. His hands began squeezing my breasts, pinching my nipples through my blouse. Then, he was kissing my neck, nibbling it softly.His hands moved over my soft skin and nibbled up to my earlobe. My fingers run through his light brown hair. He unbuttoned my dark green blouse; his hands reached around and undid my lacy bra. His lips worked their way back down to my jaw and kissed me.