I said he can fix your phone for next to nothing. I point her in the direction of the shop but being a foreigner, from Nigeria she says, it's clear sh... has no idea where to go. I tell my buddies I'll be back in a little while whilst I offer to walk her the relatively short distance to the shop. She is more than happy to accept said offer and off we go.I ask her her name. "Olatunde" she answers. Whilst walking beside her I am completely mesmerised by her incredible body. Wearing tight blue jeans. He fumbled but eventually managed to unclasp it and her bra fell away. Although he’d previously felt and fondled them, it was the first time he’d seen her pert breasts.He cupped them again, loving the firmness, and Jessie sighed at each pinch and squeeze of her nipples. Then she felt a hand sliding down her stomach and instinctively parted her legs, allowing access to her womanhood.Fingers brushed against her panties, eased them to one side, and she gasped when she felt him fingering her soft,. Jill just sat and stared at it from across the room, immobile with indecision. A few moments later and it silenced. And then rang again. Cursing under her breath, Jill padded her way across the room. A quick look at the caller ID and she exhaled in relief. ‘Morning Casey,’ she mumbled into the phone, stretching for the first time and registering the wonderful soreness in her stomach and thighs. Oh, how she had missed that feeling. ‘You up, showered, ready? I’ll be there in just a few.’ ‘No, I’m. He was too tall and his hair was so big. And man, was he a slut. He slept with all the guys and even some girls at school. He wore those stupid black skinny jeans and his shirt was always so low. And Louis hated him. Only cause in all the three years Harry slept with everyone except him.He even slept with Niall. And Nialls not even gay. So when Louis was late to the first day of senior year because he was having a wet dream about Harry and slept through his alarm, he decided he hated Harry.