She was Irish and although fiery in temper it didn't deter me. She was hot.We were living in Hendon, London and one week a friend of an ex girlfriend...of mine in Birmingham was visiting London with her college. Her name was Judy and I had always fancied her but nothing came of it. When I told Anne, my girlfriend, she understood that Judy was just a platonic friend. In order to be civil about it we arranged to meet up with Judy and her college friends at the famous Bull and Bush pub in. I gently bit and chewed on her nipple while I used my hand to massage the other one. She was moaning and squirming underneath me. I ran my hands down her body has I raised my head up from her breast. I reached for the waist band of her panties and I pulled them down her legs as she raised her hips to help me. I pushed her legs apart and ran my tongue up her slit as her soft pussy lips parted to give access to my moist tongue. I licked and lapped at her sweet pussy, running my tongue into her. In my head all I could think about was that he wanted to date me. A tall Hispanic who needed to maybe hit the gym with black hair and brown eyes. "I'll be right back" I told him. I walked to the back and asked my manager if I could leave for my break. He told me I could. Walking back out, Shane was taking over my mind. This never happened to be before and especially with a boy. " Alright Shane you, I'm all yours if you want" " Okay well I have to ask you something" Well what is it?" I was. I undressed and stepped into the shower, feeling the nice, hot water cascading down over my long, auburn hair, alabaster face, swollen and needy breasts, taut stomach and long, smooth, shaven legs. Naturally, some of it sluiced down and around my vagina, already throbbing in anticipation of what would soon be done to me. I stepped out of the shower and wiped the steam from the bathroom mirror, inspecting my glistening wet naked body. Toweling off, I put on my white bathrobe—white, signifying.