Simon had knelt on the floor so his torso was in between Beth’s legs and his head was hovering over her scantily clad pussy which was now moist with...the earlier arousal. As he lifted his head, Beth gasped out loud. Shit! It was Michael, the creep from work that had been pursuing her for so long. (For the rest of the story the Simon character will be identified by his real name Michael) That was why she had the instinctive dislike for the guy! That would explain why she recognised the voice!. Softly kissing her pussy he moved up to her clit, flicking and teasing it with his tongue. He latched on to her clit, sucking on it hard as his fingers found the entrance to her pussy, She felt two fingers splitting her pussy lips. He had thick, rough fingers and they felt scratchy against the soft folds of her pussy's lips. Silently, she was thankful that she had been fingering herself and was so well lubricated. Those fingers and what she had spied in his trousers were sure to stretch her. Taking a paper cup, he poured some water into it and drank it down. He refilled the cup and went back to where he'd been sitting.Susan winced at the sound of the singing and looked around. Jack handed her the cup, which she took and drank gratefully."Where are we, Jack?" she asked.He shook his head. "I don't know; I mean, it's some train carriage, but ... Excuse me, sir, but where are we going?" he asked the singing man."Eeh, don't you know? We're off to the holiday camp. You know — Auschwitz.. 'He was usually far more patient with her, but he had to pack, and there would be time to deal with her anxieties once they were on campus together.He had spent the better part of their gap year slowly convincing her that they needed to go to college together at Everdale University. As always, he had advocated for her when her confidence failed. Aiden had made an email account in her name and submitted her portfolio to a professor who sculpted in a style that Sarah loved. He had shown her the.