You roll your hips, fingers in my hair to let me know how good it feels. Your breath in ragged gasps, you can't believe the feelings coursing through...your veins. You give in completely, you want it to take control and let the passion flow, you want to explode, you want the release; you need to feel that feeling. My fingers moving in and out, my tongue goes round and round. My hand squeezing your butt, your legs move back and forth. The peak is building fast. You're mine, I'm taking you to. She watched me quietly for some time then keeping the dish on the kitchen slab she went downstairs. After I was done I went to the kitchen to have lunch when I found that dish lying on the slab. I immediately recognised that it was hers. When I took the lid off I found that it was still hot and that meant that she was here. I was stunned. I had no idea whether she saw me or not.My mother sent me downstairs in the evening to return her crockery. Shanaya was playing outside and Meera was watching. “Miss Cooper, have another go at the question.” “Act 2, Scene 1”? “No. The wheel.” The wheel landed on ‘bra’, so was spun again. This time, to the great joy of all the boys in the audience, in landed on ‘blouse’. Alison realized she was about to be topless. She knew there was nothing for it, and unbuttoned her blouse, taking it off slowly. Loud cheering in the crowd as her tight, firm, smooth breasts came into view. Her nipples were hard. Peter was next. He was down to pants and undershirt. His. ’ She said quietly as she emptied the contents of her bag onto the table. She rummaged for a bit, and then threw her head back. She whipped her hair out of her face and stood up. She looked at me. A stray lock of hair fell over her eyes. Effortlessly she pushed it back. She smiled, it was the same smile I’d seen a million times before. It never lost its brilliance. She seemed young, happy and innocent. All the memories of the things she’d done seemed wrong, it was as if I’d lied to myself. She.