Turning towards me, her blouse still open, cum still glistening, running in little rivulets down between her tits, she leaned over kissing me quickly ...nd briefly on the lips."That was fun, I look forward to the drive home, the feel of your still hot runny cum on my tits while I drive," she said smiling at me, obviously having no intent on closing her blouse as she motioned for me to follow her back up the stairs.I had somewhat regained my senses, though my mind and head was now a blur with what. I just hung up from explaining my decision to one of them and I assumed it was she calling to yell some more."Tim Thomas laughed. He had not wanted to make this call but he decided he should."Mr. Driller," he began."Adam Walters, Mr. Thomas," Adam corrected."Thank you, Adam," Tim said. "I'll not use that frequently. I hope you've been advised of the dangers of having too many people know your name but even if you have, one more time won't hurt you."Adam laughed."Are you going to give me advice. The hairs seem to channel the fluids down the folds of your womanhood, you squirm with pleasure as the effervescent nectar flows past your clit tickling it in places only the small bubbles can reach. ‘I did say appetite didn’t I’ I say with ‘your grin’, and I reach for a small strawberry, dip it into the still warm chocolate, and slip it between the now edible folds of heaven. I bury my head between your legs, the smell, taste, and touch of your glorious burrow rich with chocolate, wine and. " I immediately blurted out. "I didn't mean it like that. I just wanted to know if there was a specific reason or something. I can hang around for a little bit, but not any longer."Nicole smiled, but shook her head at me. "You really need to learn how NOT to offend girls, you big dumbo." She muttered at me, still smiling."I know." I admitted sheepishly. "By the way, how are your parents?"Nicole was about to open the door, but stopped when I asked. "They're fine..." She slowly answered. "Why?" I.