She extended her tongue and ran it from my waistline up in between my breasts. Then did it again. Every time she licked just above my panties, I felt ... surge in between my legs."You can't tell anyone. Not any-one," I said. "I don't want people at school talking about it." It's our secret, I promise," she said. She came slowly up towards my face, dragging her cute little boobs across my lap and up over my chest. It felt celestial and a little like a dream through the effects of the alcohol. She. "I want my son." We'll come back tomorrow and everything will be all right," Gregory leaneddown and kissed her cheek. "Now I have to go." And he left her standingalone on the sidewalk. Miriam felt a chill partly out of dispare and partlyout of guilt for putting her son on the wrong train. She hurriedly caught acab back to her place. She had to do the show that night but she didn'tfeel like it. She briefly thought of calling the theatre claiming aheadache so her understudy could take the lead. Then I got some crazy idea and scooted next to Colt. He glanced over and I put my arm around his shoulder, really burying my face into his personal bubble. I slid my hand up his thigh before taking his then-flacid array of cock and squeezing it in my hands, massaging it through his jeans. “You know, we’ve really only had fore-play. I feel like we have left the job incomplete…” Colt let out a moan once I grabbed his cock. He had his eyes closed staring up at the ceiling. “What should we do?” I. While it wasn't short by today's standards, it was about four inches above her knees and an inch from being inappropriate for a school function. The top covered her ample bust and didn't reveal much. When she went to the dresser for pantyhose, she hesitated. It was still quite warm outside and her legs still looked good from her summer tan, so she decided to go without hose. A little chill ran through and she thought briefly about not wearing panties. Her better judgment took over and she left.