Hee-hee! Kianna was getting wet just thinking about Tom's cock actually thrusting inside her, filling her cunt and making her cum. But was this smart?...No, her brain told her that. But her libido told her brain to shut up and let her get laid. The libido was winning the argument.So how would we do this? Tom had ideas but didn't want to be too aggressive with Kianna. Let her take the lead.Umm, I was hoping you would have some good suggestions. Kianna was giddy. She was worried that Tom would. "You know," she said, glancing around furtively as though someone were about to enter the room to chastise her, "I kind of want to stay here a little longer than usual tonight." There was something different in her voice; it seemed somehow husky. I tried not to read anything into it. Maybe she was just feeling a bit exhausted and didn't want to go home quite yet. "Uh, what do you mean? I bet your parents will be worried." "They're out of town," said Emily. "My dad's giving a lecture in Sweden. " It wasn't what she said, but how she said it.At any rate, we closed the evening with a brief moment by our cars in the parking lot. I told her it was such a pleasure to work with her, and sharing her attributes of organization and efficiency. Beth responded with a very light brush of her lips against mine. I was taken aback for a moment, because I did nothing obvious to encourage such an action. I thanked her for the moment, but did nothing else.The next time I saw her, it was to interview. My father had never been one for the big tourist hotels. I first met Lia when we were both less than ten years old. Although we only met for two weeks each summer and we could hardly communicate in actual words, a close friendship developed between us, and ... well, eventually a romance, of sorts,. By the time I got to sixteen it had developed into an extremely heavy romance as well.All rather strange, because Italian parents kept a very close reign on their daughters in those days, and.