All I could remember was our cross country team at some cold, remote place in southern Illinois during our senior year. ‘Oh come on, Kristy…’ sh... answered in that self-confident voice. ‘What? I really don’t know! I’m sorry sweetie!’ I said. A brief moment of awkward silence followed… Soon, my mind really started going back in the cobwebs of time. I gasped as the exact memory soon came to the forefront of my thoughts… ‘Oooh, that.’ I said in a lower tone. ‘Yea, I uhmm… I almost forgot.’ I. No matter how friendly and helpful he tried to be here, he was always on the wrong side to these folks.It was a good thing he’d be off to the military academy over in Chatham in a couple of weeks. He’d just turned fourteen, so he was entering at the lowest grade they had, but he could be there for five years—living there with just vacation visits back to Mountainvista—as long as there was money to pay for it. If he had too, he might be able to pay for it himself. He made money here—good money. My fingers gently pinch the nipples. I love the feel of them in my hands but slowly replace them with my lips and teeth. Would you like me to kiss and suck your nipples?After I've had my fill, I lower my head even further to your stomach, leaving a trace of licks and kisses. As I push my tongue into your belly button I reach my hands back between your legs and find that you are ready for more. But instead of diving between your legs, I get up and move to your head. With my knees above your. I closed my book and made my way to the bedroom, I was on my own. Charlie was at work and wouldn’t be home for hours so a fuck was out of the question. I laid on the bed and could see through the French doors, the tree surgeon was working away, his muscles rippling with every movement. I watched him as I pulled up my dress and placed my hand between my legs and started to stroke my wet pussy. With two fingers of one hand, I parted my lips and exposed my hard aching clit and with the index.