I knew I shouldn’t have. I knew it, I knew it, but he lead me on! I lowered my head and kissed his neck. God, his skin felt like Heaven. ‘Fuck . .....’ ‘We’ll get there.’ he said, chuckling. Then he bit my neck, sucking like he was getting paid for it. I knew there would be a dark bruise there, I’d seen them before on Brendon, seen the dirty little grin when someone pointed them out. ‘Tell me you want me.’ Now his hand was on the waistband of my jeans, his thumb rubbing against the silver button.. I was just over six feet tall with brown hair and eyes and a bit of a keep fit fanatic. Katie also enjoyed regular exercise and she particularly enjoyed running. She would often get home from work and immediately change into her tracksuit and trainers and embark on a five mile jog.Katie was six inches shorter than me with a trim tight body. He breasts were small but firm and her nipples were short but very stubby, particularly when aroused. She had sort of rust coloured hair. Not exactly red,. .. although who else would complete the chores of the farm?Climbing out of bed she looked into the mirror.She tucked away her breast, which had popped out the side of her tank top, and looked at herself in the mirror. Her hair was all over the place, she felt yuck, but she knew there were tasks that needed doing. She opened the door to her room which lead outside.As she turned to close her door she could feel the early morning sun touch her bum. Panties were non-existent at bed time.As she made. Kayla was British and had an open ended ticket to NY. Her accent was sexy as was everything else about her. She had no real plans and was going to go wherever her adventure took her. We spent the entire flight chatting about everything and nothing. Despite our age difference, we had a lot in common. Kayla was bright, funny and most importantly, single. Lust at first site was quickly turning into strong like. Throughout the entire flight, I kept thinking that I was dreaming. Nothing like.