But not both at the same time. Damn.I shake my head to clear it of the fog of your body and start to pack up. I push my chair back from the desk and s...and up. Fuck, I’ve been sitting all day. I need to get out of here. I turn around and start putting my laptop away and clearing the books. Clear my mind. It’ll be good to get home.“You find everything you need?” You startled me. How did you approach so quietly? Librarian secret power I guess.“Yeah,” I stumble as I turn around, my voice cracking. . really, I ... I found them outside your door. All I did was to add them to my own laundry. Your door was open a little when I came back with the laundry and I..." You what?" I kinda pushed them through the open crack. I didn't want to embarrass either of us." You didn't want to embarrass me?" Us ... either of us; I mean..." Are you alone?"She asked eyes wide with what I would come to know as desire."Um, yeah ... Kevin's at practice, so I'm..." All alone," Rachel said, finishing my sentence. "I bought a couple of Fobus holsters, and called it a good deal.As I was walking out, I noticed a model 1100 small gauge. "Is that a .410?" I asked."Yes, they only make a run of them about every three years," the owner answered."I need another one of those," I said to the girls.So I proceeded to become the proud owner of a Remington model 1100 Sporting in .410 bore, along with a case of target loads and a case of buckshot.We went home after overspending our monthly budget in one day.When we got. Jessica panted and pushed my head away, "Okay... Okay!" she giggled. Her clit throbbed with too much delight. My couch cushion was soaked with her wetness. I noticed that I was still painfully hard. She tapped me on the shoulder, kissed my lips and said, "Your turn, fuck me. Now. Let's go." I was so aggressive I actually snapped her g-string off. She gasped and her eyes widened. She bit her bottom lip, grabbed my cock and pulled it towards her, her half g-string halfway down her right thigh.I.