Is this what they call a multiple orgasm? Yes it must be, here it comes again. I wish Paul were here to see this - to watch me taken to heaven and bac... over and over again. Oh Paul, thank you, you've helped me discover what's been missing, this is what I've been missing. You must have known that you'd never awoken me, never fucked me and never satisfied an unknown need in me. Oh how it must have torn your heart to think that you were not fulfilling me. I wonder how long you've known? How long. He twitched and I heard him hiss in a breath once I glided upward towards the tip.The more I stroked him, the more my need to make him explode all over me grew, but I knew that wouldn't be right. He teased me, so I had to return that favor. If I didn't it would be like, shirking a sexual responsibility or doing things half-assed, and I couldn't have that. We both were just going to have to wait for the grand finale.As I steadily stroked him, he squirmed in his seat. I watched in awe as his hips. Miss Mulcahy has been here, what, two months? I’ll give you a guinea;” he produced the coin, “that should cover your expenses.”“But Sir,...”“Nothing of it! Do not try my patience, woman, or I will alert the authorities to have a close look at your charity!”The woman shrunk back, clearly alarmed. “Certainly Sir, please, I didn’t mean to say nothing, Sir. Have a good evening.” With that she vanished in a hurry.Rose came back with a small bag carrying her scant belongings. Anthony smiled at her. Sat next to him, and in hardly anytime we were snogging, his hands travelling over my skirt we kissed heavily, his hand touching my tits, then travelling up my skirt to my pussy, which was very damp by now so we went into the bedroom in our friends flat, he kissed more and undid my black top, undoing my bra and getting me on the bed, pushing me down, he was a very good kisser, I love that in a man, we carried on kissing his tongue exploring my mouth, and mine his, his hand on my breasts,.