.." she said, her body seized by slow-motion spasms. The heat of her slippery flesh flooded my face, and I was ecstatic that this young goddess was cl...maxing with my mouth glued to her center.It didn't take much longer, with her finger in me and her incredible tongue teasing my clit, for me to climax as well, and my cries were muffled in the safe, delicious confines of her rear end, as I hugged her tightly and moaned into the now slickened cavern.She let herself down on me, playing gently with. ”John’s eyes flicked down to my hemline again. I smiled and shrugged.“Well, now that you and Mr Schneider are acquainted. “Said my mum. “Why don’t you sit down and keep him company, while I go and make some tea.”“Oh, OK.” I said. My mum left the living room.As I took my blazer off, I could feel his eyes linger on the outline of breasts, covered by my plain white bra and white blouse. I didn’t look at him. Instead, I bent over, in front of him, placing my folded blazer and bag on the couch. I. What with these chicks?! They should be drunkly hanging offof me right now. Instead, they're chatting with their friends or talkingto their boyfriends. Oh great! This really sucks! Stupid broads! Theydon't know what they're missing."Dennis creeps over to a couple of girls on the dance floor and startsusing cliche one liners on them. All the girls turn him down.Understandably."What is up with these stuck-up girls?! All they need is some alcohol inthem and they will be so much easier for me to. It all added up to one thing: No Jenny. Would she never talk to him again? How could he live without her? At 8 p.m. he heard the doorbell ring. When he opened the door, he saw Jenny standing there. She looked up at him, seeming rather nervous. ‘May I come in?’ ‘Of course.’ They went up to his room, sat down, and looked at each other without saying a word. Jenny looked like she was trying to find the right words. Finally she spoke, ‘Look, we need to talk.’ ‘Yes.’ ‘I… I’m, uh…’ ‘Take your time..