She turned as walked in, her robe was open enough for me to see that wonderful red snatch and her nice boobs. Every time I spent the night with George... I would get a good look at Maggies goods, I think she was doing it on purpose. She was doing it on purpose as she told me. One day I went over to get George, but he had gone somewhere with his dad. Maggie was there in a bikini and asked me in. My dick was hard. She asked me how I liked spying on her and her male friends. I did not know what to. “Sure. When do you need to get back to Mrs. Thing? What’s her name?”“Its Stacy, but we aren’t together. Just helped her move. Want another vodka tonic?”She instantly looked better, and I knew I had her at this moment. Again we drank in silence. I sat my beer down on the bar and looked at her. “Can we get out of here? I can’t hear myself think. Let alone talk to you.”“Sure. We can go back to my place if you want.”I grabbed her on the shoulder and lowered to her ear so I didn’t have to shout,. I continue to increase the speed and strength of each lick, eventually focussing on your clit as I slide a finger inside you. Sometimes I swap, massaging your clit with my thumb as I literally drink down the juices dribbling from your pussy. You start to pant, letting out quiet moans as your stomach begins to spasm. But I am cruel. I stop and sit back, smiling and licking my lips. You taste incredible! Looking down with a face like thunder, you glare at me, hurt and confused. "Not yet" I say. One day I was having lunch in the canteen and she came there along with my crush and she was talking to me. The canteen was crowded so we were sweating there her purse fell down and she bent down to grab it my eyes went down along with her in slowmo her boobs were big and yummy god I wanted to feel them not because they were big there was a drop of sweat on it and it made me horny as hell but my crush was there so I controlled myself.She became so close to me that she treated as her own and we.