It was the best sleep I've had in a long time."She came to me and put her arms around my neck and kissed my cheek."Thank you for taking me in, Dal. I ...on't what I would have done otherwise." Why don't you get some breakfast and we can talk," I suggested.She went about preparing her food without even thinking about were things were. I hadn't changed any of the layout in the kitchen since our parents were killed and she was right at home once again."The house looks good, Dal. It's clean and tidy. Slowly I stood, noting the rainbow coloured smears of diesel on the ground that explained my fall.The bus driver appeared, and he tried to brush me down, but I was soaked to the skin and covered in crap from the dirty ground where I had fallen. I assured him that I was okay and that I would report it to the campus police. He wished me luck before climbing back on his bus and heading off to his next destination.Clutching my backpack, wet and winded, I started to walk toward the university. My hands slip under the shirt, as my kisses grow hotter. You turn and my hands are around you. My hand grazes your bottom and we kiss again. I hear your moans of approval as I press you against the counter. My hands slip under the shirt exposing you. I work my way up and kiss each of your breasts, standing out, so proud…so firm. Licking and sucking across your nipples. Making circles, going from one to the other.Lisa – “it felt like electricity shooting from my nipples, down my body, through my. ." My hand found his erection and gripped the shaft gently as I slid my fingers up and down it; Javier groaned into my chest."Not yet," he gasped. "Show me..."I released him and pressed on his shoulders so that he stepped back, and then scooted back just a tiny bit on the bed, pulled my feet up and spread them. I've always been limber; this was positively lewd! "Here it is," I husked, pulling open my outer lips and then the inner ones. "Under this fold here, this hood, is my clitoris. It is a.