The library closed at 10:00, and usually there was nobody there after 9:30. Robin was horny and kept lifting her skirt to show me her tight, round ass... When she offered up her puckered, pink asshole, I gave in. Checking the stacks for customers, and, finding none, I locked the doors and rushed to the break room. Robin had already shed her clothes and bent over our bench, strumming on her hard, little clit. I knelt behind her and proceeded to tongue her fuckhole and asshole. When I knew she was. On the way north, I stopped at all our old favorite places along the way. I stopped in Hinckley and had a fried cinnamon roll at Tobies. I had dinner in Duluth at Grandma’s Saloon and sat out on their deck and watched the big ships pass under the Aerial Lift Bridge as they entered and left the harbor. Finally that first day, I spent the night at the historic Fitger’s Hotel in a room that looked out over Lake Superior. In the morning I headed north again. I made one last stop at Betty’s Pie Shop. "Ok Stephanie, now that we are safe and sound in your apartment. I wantto know what color your panties are?" "I'm not going to tell you Stu," I said, standing in the living room withmy hands on my hips."Fine, if you're not going to tell me, I'll just see for myself," Stusaid as he moved toward me."You wouldn't dear," I said."O yes I would, you leave me no other choice," Stu said coming after me."Hold on a minute," I said pointing my finger at him to stop while movingaway from him. "They're. “Suck it.” I instructed, raising it to her lips. Our eyes met and she opened her mouth, plunging it along the length of the handle. I was starting to get very very aroused. I spread the lips of her vagina with one hand and placed the base of the handle at her entrance. “Tell me you want it.” “I want it,” she mumbled, embarrassedly. “What’s that?” I replied playfully “I want it. I want it!…please!” With that, I thrust the handle inside her and was met with a rewarding gasp. I thumbed her clit as.