I told her. She seemed satisfied with my answer. She pulled her bra and blouse back on, and kissed me. "You do what you have to. I'll be waiting." The... she went back to her own room.FiveWe returned to St. Louis the next morning. I went back to the office, took care of some things, then left at my customary five o'clock. As I pulled into the driveway, I was shocked to see Cammie's car there. She was never home before eight on a Friday!"Hi, honey," she called as I walked into the kitchen. She was. Woodstock had seemed like a great place to relax, finish my healing from a spectacular explosion in Southeast Asia and listen to some great music. And incidentally to get laid and sample the various vintages of O positive available. It had gone great for most of the festival. Since a lot of people slept, or were passed out during the day anyway, it wasn’t obvious that I was only seen at night. I had been having a great time. Sex, rock and roll, and warm blood, in very small amounts from any one. , she looked at it and gave me a tight hug and I started sucking her pinkish nipple she was looking damn sexy in the dim light she fed like a baby I was simultaneously sucking both one by one. She was playing with my pole and it started stiffening again and she knelt on me and her pussy was on my face and she invited me to suck it I started playing with her pussy. My tongue encircled her clean shaven pussy she arched her back and was floating in the fantasy she was like yyyyyyyyyeeeeesssssssss. ” She reached behind, unhooked her bra and threw it on the floor. “Now?”Gavin gulped. “Er ... Wow! Can I...?” He dropped the magazine and reached out a hand. His satchel fell from his shoulder and hit the floor with a thud.Laura thrust out her chest. “Go ahead.”Gavin touched her breast and whimpered again. Laura shivered—his hands were cold, but that wasn’t why. A jolt of electricity ran down her back. “Oh, my God! Gavin, you do know you’ve got to fuck me now, don’t you? I’ve been horny like.