She was blonde, though it was weird not seeing her with a hairband or clip, with blue eyes. She wore her hair short, but not boyish. She liked silly t...shirts with eclectic jokes on them and loose pants, though right now she was practically poured into a pair of tight pink jeans and hugged by a white babydoll t-shirt. In school I could have picked her out of the crowd by the weird collection of dolls and tokens dangling off her backpack. She was off without her eight pieces of flair. She laughed. Even though she was holding onto it, he easily lifted the arm around her waist and cupped her breast instead. The shift in position let her feel his hardness pressing against her. He squeezed her breast and pinched the stiff nipple.“This is just to tide you over,” he whispered in her ear as the pace of the hand between her legs increased. “I haven’t taken a long lunch in a while. I’m going to take one today. The only thing I’m going to eat is that sweet pussy of yours.”Hearing that caused. “Oh My Carrie. You look absolutely amazing like this. I didn’t think you could be more beautiful than what you are, but you topped it now.”“Oh stop” she said. “I just thought it was time for a change. I have a new man in my life, and he deserves something better than that old hairdo I had, since I left in the Navy. You really like huh?”I smiled at her, crossed the distance between us, and wrapped her into my arms and kissed her tenderly. “Yes. You look fantastic, and honestly, quite sexy” . After leaning forwards and delivering a kiss that would've made his knees buckle had he not been lying down, she moved downwards, past his well defined chest and past the spot where she'd left a slight wet mark, until she was right in between his legs. Sean knew what she was going to do, but he was so hard that he might come if he didn't try and control himself. Clutching at the sheets, he waited in highly-strung anticipation for the first feel of her wet tongue against the aching tip of his.