Taylor can be a bit pushy sometimes, She left us then, tittering back down the elaborately decorated hall, as I restrained myself from screaming: I HE...RT PUSHY. You want some help with unpacking? Looks like youve brought quite a load there, He nodded down at my black beast of a suitcase. Yeah. Thanks. We chatted about school, friends, the exchange as we worked together on unpacking my stuff – which I found Taylor was very good and helpful at (probably due to the fact that he always travelled.). ”“Actually, I think I know you pretty well.”Elaine glared, but she couldn’t be upset with him. Not when his eyes went all crinkly when he smiled at her like that. Or how he looked at her and saw someone she was just discovering herself. She thought of that moment they had last Saturday, outside the bar in the biting cold. It’s different with you. Maybe she was wrong. Maybe Hayden was capable of love, after all.But tonight wasn’t the time for proclamations or sentiment. They’d just had a. I love a full swollen pussy. “You like my outfit then?” I nodded yes and struggled to get a word out, conscious that I was blushing beet red. Smiling at my obvious embarrassment she continued, “Well I have a thing for thigh highs and you have great legs.” “Thanks,” I said, although my voice sounded much higher than usual. At this she slipped an arm around me and led me to a large leather couch by the windows. Kicking off her shoes she sat and pulled me down beside her. I instantly loved her. I kissed her again and pulled her blouse open to expose her sheer, red bra that matched the panties she took off in the car. Again I kissed her sweet lips, then her soft neck, and then down to her chest. She held my head as I kissed and licked my way around the edge of her bra. Her chest was heaving and her breath was getting deeper and faster. She was getting excited and eager to get on with the action. I pulled her bra up and out of the way. Again she grabbed my head and guided my face to her.