They kissed again, no urgency nor lust this time, they both knew that that that would come later once they reached the bedroom, this time it was slow,...it was sensual, it was love.Susan rushed around clearing away the last customers’ dirty cups and saucers, Janet watched her with a sense of awe, she left home this evening expecting to meet someone who was clearly half hearted about her and just wanted to get her into bed. She wouldn’t be sleeping at home tonight, nor would she sleep alone, she. "Hi, Jan. I'm Jo," she smiled.Smiling shyly, the young girl extended her hand politely."I'm very glad to meet you," she said."Is this the first time you've ever seen a shooting?" asked Jo, cheerily."Yes, it is. I've been taking a course on film in my high school and I'd like to major in it when I start college so I thought it would be a good idea to see the real thing," she explained."I certainly agree with that," Jo smiled. "What aspect of film do you want to major in?" asked Jo."The actual. I felt the rush of my boys and she opened her eyes wide when she felt the first spurt practically hit her throat, then she closed her eyes and her face was drawn in displeasure, but she pressed my body against her taking the tip of my sex to her throat and made a great effort to swallow them all at once without tasting it by holding her nose.That orgasm was the glory for me, it was very intense and there were streams and streams, with each stream my legs bent and I almost ended up bent leaning. “Come on baby,” he said, bending over me and scooping me up in his arms. His smell wasn’t the same as before. He wasn’t all sweaty and manly-scented. He smelled clean, almost powdery and he’d changed his clothes (or gotten dressed, I should say, as my last glimpse of him was of his bare-naked body). “That’s a good girl,” he cooed and nuzzled his face in my hair as he carried me out of my room and down the hallway the bathroom. As he carried me, I felt one of his hands reach to my butt and.