He pauses and licks his lips. Briana thinks she's going to die. "I wish to commend you on your essay on the symbolism of blood in Macbeth. The paper ...as quite well done. Not that I expected anything less of you, of course." He taps his chin and looks thoughtfully up at her, and Briana imagines him kneeling on the floor between her spread legs and gazing up at her with that exact same expression—mildly curious and thoughtful, like he's trying to decide the best way to go about eating her out.. It wasn’t a problem to kiss her on the lips, but in the past it was platonic and a brief peck. But this kiss was deep and lasting a for seconds. It all happened so quickly and pulled my head back. “Errrm, cheers s*s. You okay?”She gazed at my lips with a deep lust and murmured, “Yeah, just kiss me once more.” She then leant in and again kissed me with passion, this time she tried to slip her tongue into my mouth. At this point I had sobered up fast and pulled away from her completely.“We. Walking behind her on our way out I caught myself stealing glances at Ann's ass. Old memories of fantasies gone by flashed through my mind and I quickly tried to change my thoughts. After all, this is the first friend I've met since I moved here, I don't want to blow it and have her think I'm weird or something... We jumped back on the people mover and rode a couple of stops near her building. Within a few minutes, we were standing in front of two of the nice buildings, fairly new on the. My man was cheating on me. Cheating on me with a woman! I really, really wanted to be angry. I had been violated. I had been an inconvenient distraction for what I was sure had been a well-planned evening with this mystery woman. But even as I stood there, listening to this betrayal, I felt my warm cock growing into a thick erection deep underneath my jeans and long-johns. I heard her ecstatic wail and visions began to fill my mind, where I could see the hard thick cock that had fucked my ass.