” I smiled, nodding, remember the dream, my lover at my mercy, my tongue pushing between her puffy petals, filling her, erasing the memory of all el...e. “This is the dream, and I am awake.” “We’ll be late. Again.” I pulled her into my arms. We were both late that day, my mouth smelling like strawberries, hers smelling like cantaloupe. Hopefully breakfast disguised the scent of passion drenched pussies, not that either of us cared overly much. We were young, and in love and even knowing what was. "I have to get to XXX City by tomorrow for my interview the next day."I could see the disappointment in her face, but she smiled reassuringly. "Well, we'll just have to make the best of it, enjoy the time we have together!"I hadn't seen Emilie in several years, and was pleased to see how well she was keeping herself in shape. She was barefoot but nicely dressed in a soft, very thin, woven sweater and a pair of form-fitting shorts that really highlighted her figure and showed off her long slim. ” I was glad that I could finally turn around, and I just picked up the pile of discarded clothes and traipsed hurriedly across the living room and up the stairs to my room. When the door fell shut behind me, I dropped the clothes again and leaned my back against the it. My breath flew. This couldn’t be happening! But it was happening, and the heat in my pussy didn’t want to recede. I had gotten horny like hell from being spanked by my female roommate! “Fuck!” I declared to the room and hurried. Video is so much different than photography." "Hmm, yes. And what about live modelling?" "Well, that's what I was wondering. You know, what exactly that meant? I modelled in a swimsuit for my school's painting class once…" "Yeah. It's sort of like that. Did you enjoy that?" "Sure. I mean, I didn't mind it at all. I got a little tired standing still up there all afternoon, but I've been through worse." Ashley laughed a little trying to sound positive and confident. "Well," as Natalie spoke, she.