Don't think about it. I will make you feel better."He continued working her shoulders and then his hands slid to her front. He undid the top button of...her silk blouse and then the next and the next until half her blouse was open. Pushing the blouse off her shoulders, his hands massaged the naked skin and then slid down her front, cupping her breasts, kneading them. Sue moaned and tilted her head back against the chair. Her arms dropped limply to her sides.Placing his lips next to Sue's ear,. If that’s what you want. Get in.’ He went round to the passenger door and sat down. Under the car’s interior light I could see that he was telling the truth. His prison clothes were soaked and torn. He was shivering. Even if he hadn’t been I don’t think he could have been a threat to me. He was slightly built and not in good condition. I thought of the presents I had been given. I took the torch and looked in the back seat of the car. The first thing I found was an old tartan car blanket. I. Your hands clench the sheets beside you. Your back arches even more. "oh fuck" and "yes" and "don't stop" stream from your lips as you gasp for air. I can feel it. My lips latch onto your clit and I begin to suck. You break and cry out as wave after wave of pleasure crash through you. Your hips buck as you thrash through your ecstacy. Two fingers slide into your sopping, messy pussy as you ride out your pleasure. They latch onto your pleasure center inside your pussy as my tongue glides up. When he was young and alone, he had waited for her. When he had sat on the steps alone in the night he had waited for her. Before a word had been spoken, before a connection had been made, before he could be certain of her existence, he had waited for her. In the cafes talking with friends over coffee. In the beds of other girls. In the dark hours when no one could get through. In the halls. In the rooms rented in the city. In the bars where he played through the night, he had waited for her. .