Soon, quicker than I’d expected, I could feel myself getting closer and closer to orgasm. I rubbed a bit more, and then I was past the point of no r...turn, holding my breath as I came, gasping and trembling and kicking out my legs. As my orgasm subsided, I sat up and examined the gooey juices on my fingers, licking them and enjoying the sharp, tangy flavour. I looked between my legs and could see that more juices had been forced out of my vagina by my thrusting fingers, clinging to the curly. "I can get angrier!" "Is it because of your red hair?" "No!" "Will you marry me?" Taking a long drink of wine, she said, "I'll think about it!" Already she made up her mind to become Mark's bride but she wanted to make him wait. He was the first man who was as tall as she. Besides she thought she loved him. Being a countess was just an added bonus. She hadn't thought about the countess part of it but now that she had a little time to soak it all in, it didn't sound so bad.A half hour later. The key that Colin was coming across to give Tracey, in exchange for which she would give him free access into her knickers.'Surely after our discussion,' I thought, 'he won't still be intending to go ahead with that assignation.' I telephoned his house again, to confirm, but Norah told me he had just set out for the university. I was absolutely livid as I put the phone down.'Hello, Dr Goodchild.' Dawn had stepped into Colin's office, where I was still sitting. 'Tracey is outside, looking for. In the midst of our getting drenched, our nude bodies were getting slightly clean on the Irish moss covering the underground. Her now soaked amber hair was soft against my shoulders and chest. Though we were kissing quite fast, my humping was next to almost nothing. Sometimes when I got caught up in a kiss, I would stop all together. She would have to remind me, by squeezing my butt or start fingering it, every now and then to keep going. I would from time to time ignore her signals and just.