I'm not saying that this was how it really happened but I suspect it's pretty near.Once again I've decided to tell the story from her point of view ma...nly because that's how I heard it originally.I had been doing this night school course now for almost a year, I was trying to get some qualification in 'Business Management' now that I was in line for a good promotion. There was a great crowd of young people on my course, mostly guys but with a couple of girls too. I would quickly go home from. Nor was she engulfed by the eligible bachelors who populated her fantasies. She had no enthusiasm at all for the sixties or seventies discos. Nor was she inclined to go on excursions to ancient Roman temples. She would rather stretch out on a towel on the beach, novel in hand, dressed only in Factor 15 and her new summer outfit. Perhaps her unsociability was a delayed shock after Brian had left her, although it had been a fairly amicable separation really. Things had sort of petered out over. His hair, shining bronze with a hint of nature gold highlights. Every second that passed by my heart began to beat faster. I bit my lower lip as his hands fell to my hips. His piercing white smile grew as my hunger for his attention grew.He took a deep breath, “Why are you so cute?”“I don’t know what you’re talkin’ about…” I said softly and innocently. His smile grew again, “Really?” I could feel myself becoming moister by the second. My body ached for his legacy.“Ah-huh…” I whispered, as one. Teasing and playing with her pussy through the thin material. Marianne pushed him downwards and he moved down her body kissing, caressing, licking, biting, sucking. Adam breathed over her pussy, Marianne moaned again and grabbing his head pulled him into her pussy. Using both hands her drew her knickers down leaning back to full remove them. Her pussy was manicured with a light v of pubic hair covering her mound whilst her pussy lips were bare. What a sight he was harder than ever. Leaning.