Her panties are soaked, and it occurs to me that she must have been leaking from nearly the time she walked through the door.She shoves me away, and I...look up to her in disappointment. What did I do this time? I see her fighting inwardly with herself, and I wonder just what this sexy woman is thinking. Her eyes once again drop to my enraged cock, and I see all doubt fly from her mind. "Come with me," she moans, and grabs my hand as she runs by, nearly pulling me from my feet. She leads me to my. " It would fetch a good price, the embroidery and lace were quite lovely though it was perhaps more austere than was the fashion of the time. Now he could feel the heat washing over him, it was all he could do to keep his nerve beneath her gaze. "And if I refuse?" Was it Rebecca's imagination or did the rapier wobble ever so slightly as it was raised once more to her throat. Was there a tremble to his voice? "Then I will simply cut you out of it, though I would hate to tarnish such lovely. Tentatively I burrowed a finger through her curls, which were very damp, almost sticky. I felt her hand caress mine and guide it to the place she wanted. With her help I began to press on the inviting flesh above her clit, following her lead as she made little circles. As I massaged her crotch eventually my middle finger slid through her hair and slipped between her waiting lips. She was dripping wet and my finger slid smoothly into her and began to play with her pussy lips.I had no trouble. It felt good to have Rachel call me her man, to know she had thought of me as her man for the last four years.It had to be ritual when she returned the part of Brittany I gave her. Over Brittany's body, we promised no woman would join with either without being with the other. It was the same vow she made with Roger.August arrived with a wake up call.The idea, Marisa would be joining me at State, was always in the back of my mind, but I had not considered the difference between high school and.