When she heard his reply she sat up and began to lick at the smooth material of his swim suit, wetting the front with her saliva so he could feel the ...armth of her tongue on his now fully hard cock. His balls ached to be released from the suit but he was letting her take control. She placed her hands on his ass and pulled his crotch to her mouth. She sucked at him thru the flimsy, material of the Speedo and his cock throbbed with desire. She pulled him so close that he could feel her hot,. . and a part of her wanted someone to see. She was being fucked by such an incredible specimen of maleness, by the hottest man ... well, demon ... that she’d ever met.Nicolette wanted the world to see.“Michael,” she moaned. “Michael, do it. Fuck me, Michael... fuck me!“Instead of the hard thrust forward that she so desperately needed, the demon quarterback responded with a hard slap to her ass, and chuckled in response to her frustrated grunt.They stood there for what felt like years, Michael’s. “He’s suggested I have a substantial vested interest in the meeting having a positive outcome.”“He wants you to manipulate me?”Shelby gave a half-shake of her head. “As I said, this is all speculation. We haven’t discussed technique, my role, or my mission. He only told me that he wanted me to facilitate a meeting with you and that whatever he wants to ask you for would allow me him to free up resources like the townhouse I was hoping to live in while at Wharton.”“It would probably have been. We lasted that kiss for 10 mins. Hugged tightly feeling each other’s body. As it was time up so dropped her to the hostel.After that incident, we become very close but acted normal in the office place and started meeting evening times outside Sharing our feelings, expressing love for each other we started calling “chinnu, Sweetheart” We used to hug tight kiss long. holding hands, roam around in the car. We were speaking all naughty, double meaning jokes. Days went on waiting for right moment to.