She was wearing lace panties with a large wet patch getting wetter by the second. I had to taste her she is my dream come true, so I slide my fingers ...own the waist band of her trousers slip my finger between her succulent lips and feel her wetness. Sliding my finger out I bring it toward my lips and suck her honey off, the taste was sweet and musky. We were going down the street and every opportunity we got we would looked into each others eyes. I wanted to grab her and eat her wonderful. “Worship them.” She said. As she jiggled them. They bounced and moved around, as her tassels spun around. They were so soft and tanned too. It was clear she must have been sunbathing topless to get them that brown on holiday. When she put them in my face again, I manged to remove the tassels with my mouth. She moaned slightly each time I pulled one off. Her nipples were hard and so suck able. I sucked them straight away, as she started to moan. She whipped as I sucked them. What struck me was. That was until I had started the Sixth Form at school. I had no idea why I had changed. Although I was still a well-behaved and polite girl, Lucy Cardwell as I was then, I found myself, along with quite a few other students in the year group, doing minor acts of defiance or misbehaviour in order to get themselves an after-school detention with their teachers. It was mainly the girls who played this game and I smiled as I remembered my small group of friends who seemed to compete with one. Amber had been introduced to gambling while the couple honeymooned in Las Vegas. She had quickly lost the original stake she had brought along for betting and had made three trips to the ATM as the week progressed. Fred had noticed it was getting difficult to pull Amber away from the slots even for passionate newlywed sex, but he had thought nothing of it at the time. As several years passed, Amber had increasingly played the lottery, bought hundreds in scratch off tickets, joined football and.