She was so enraptured with the beauty of the scenery and absorbed in her own thoughts that she failed to notice my return from work.I quietly stood by...the door to her room observing her (still dressed in her school uniform) for a while. Given that I had not seen her since young, it was definitely a shock for me to realize how much she had grown and changed from a tomboyish girl to what could be described as a goddess incarnate carved from a work of art into flesh.She still clad in her old. " Megan, I'll be fine," I scoffed, but as we boarded the bus, part of me started to worry.*******Oh god, was Megan ever right. By the time I met up with her at lunch I was on the verge of tears I was so horny. The level of frustration I felt was beyond the agony I had experienced before I ever knew about cumming. Now, now I was aching and soaked and I knew how to fix it but I couldn't. I could smell my horny pussy through my jeans, and my nipples were at full attention. I'd gotten more than one. We stood up and went down to the IT room (the IT guys never work on Friday). I unbuttoned her 501’s and slowly pulled her pants down, then her panties, revealing a beautiful pussy with neatly trimmed pubic hair. I pushed her down onto a chair and started teasing her with my tongue, starting at her inner thigh and moving to her crotch, being careful not to touch her outer labia or clit until I felt she couldn’t take the teasing any more. Suddenly, she pulled my face into her pussy and my. ....very horny to say the least! during that time i must have raised the share price on duracell on my own.so there i was, alone in the house. i´d just taken riker, my liver coloured labrador for his walk, got in and showered, had something to eat and settled down to what had become my nightly routine - put my laptop on the coffee table in front of the sofa, click on a porn site and spend the next 2 hours leasurely stroking myself to a wet, saisfying, but lonely orgasm.the night´s links were.