Second of all, we don’t joke with each other, or at least I don’t joke with you. And sexual chemistry? We don’t have any chemistry, but what the...fuck is sexual chemistry?”“Yeah, you shoot me down,” Marcus replied with a smirk. “If you aren’t joking with me at school all the time, then why do you have a big grin on your face whenever you joke?”“Again, I’m not fucking joking!” I said exasperated. “I smile because other people hear what I say, and they laugh, so I laugh, because it’s funny.”“There. The pie tasted scrumptious, really lovely – the best steak pie I’ve had! Wayne had coffee to finish. During our meal Wayne’s phone rang and he took a call at the table, messages were arriving throughout until he turned it off. I waited for Wayne outside at the car admiring the fields and meadows enjoying the superb panoramic views of the local hills.After our meal he had suggested we have a walk around the small country village of Grassington. We parked the car in the car park, paid for a. ’ It was from Jenny, our project manager inviting us to a party at 7pm. ‘What’s it for?’ I asked Uemura. ‘Beats me,’ she lifted her shoulders slightly. ‘I guess you’ll have to get used to it. We have parties all the time. After a while we stopped having any reasons. We just have parties and no reasons, yes?’ We laughed at her little joke. ‘So tell me, Uemura-chan, are they any fun?’ I asked. ‘Normal stuff. Beer…’ ‘I teetotal.’ ‘Tee-to-tal,’ she repeated. ‘I don’t think I’ve heard that. I felt her tongue slip inside my cunt as it passed over, but it kept on going upward. I was throwing my head side to side as I felt her tongue slowly pass over my clit.The next pass of her tongue she lingered at the opening. Then she slowly pushed her tongue inside my pussy. I felt the walls open to receive the intrusion with more moisture. Oh I was so hot. I could feel my walls closing on her tongue trying to hold it in. She pushed it in and pulled it out, fucking my pussy with her tongue. I.