In her condition, the climb was a trial. Her last fix had worn off, she felt dreadful, her temperature high, her joints aching, she was desperate for ... fix.Now that she had reached the flat, she rang the doorbell. No Reply.Panic struck. Wildly she pushed at the door, which opened under her assault. A frantic search of the place revealed nothing but an empty slum. The place stank. A mouldy carpet and cold gasfire were the only furnishings in the larger room, and apart from a cooker and a couple. She dropped down and was soon on her knees in the rough grass. She looked up at him. The night was brightly lit up by a full moon overhead and she could clearly make out his features as he looked down at her. The smile was still there but as she looked up at him it slipped off his face to be replaced by a harder look. It was that combination of friendliness and fierceness that both excited and frightened her. "What are you waiting for?" he suddenly snapped out. "Take my cock out girl and get to. I turned a corner when suddenly" STOP! I'm gonna be sick" Amy screamed! I pulled over and no sooner had I stooped Amy was out and running into the woods, then I could hear her coughing and spitting her sick. I wandered over to where I thought she could be from the sound, it was so dark in the woods. I finally found her and could just make out her shape in the darkness, she was hunched up squatting on the floor. " you ok Amy " I asked. No reply, I crouched next to her and started rubbing her. Joss spreads his hands over my breasts and massages them gently, running his thumbs over the nipples. I lean forward, weak in pleasure, and rest my head on his shoulder as he gropes my breasts. Once he is satisfied, he runs a hand down my stomach and slips it under the front of my panties. The other hand is still kneading my breast and he circles his index finger around my clit slowly, driving me crazy. "Oh fuck Joss...too slow..." I whisper into his neck as my eyes roll back in pleasure. He.