'Let's get inside to somewhere private,' said Brian.The crowd was all over the pitch, and Brian's feet, sticking out behind him as he was carried in a...bear hug by Kyle almost caused a couple of injuries to people in the milling crowd. Mark and Randy, tactfully and silently fell in along side the pair of them, acting as silent escorts through the milling mass of students until they were safely inside.Brian was high on the moment. He knew that what he had done was crazy, might permanently blight. She had never given head before, not to any of her previous boyfriends, and certainly not to a woman, but she imagined that men’s pubic hair wouldn’t be as soft as Leila’s was. A man’s would probably be hard and wiry, and not as pleasant to run your tongue across like Leila’s bush was. Though, if Alan ever asked her to go down on him, she wouldn’t have hesitated for a moment. ‘Lick me, Megan. Lick me,’ Leila urged, and Megan became for adventuresome with the path her tongue was taking. She. The material sheer and close fitting to the perfect twin peaks of her breasts. Her nipples prominent, pushing against the softly yielding fabric. "Lose the blouse," I ordered. She licked her lips, unbuttoned the blouse and placed it alongside the jacket. Her breasts were beautiful scoops of flesh held in a black lace bra. Her cleavage- deep and enticing. My cock hardened and she saw it. She smiled and licked her lips again. She leant forwards never taking those green eyes from mine. Her. "Can I come in?" Karly asked."Sure. I'm still awake," I responded.Karly walked into the room, and, staring at her, I instantly felt myself growing hard again. I was stunned. Just a couple of hours earlier, I had been scared to death while doing the most intimate, personal and immoral things to my teenage step-daughter, and now, here I was, getting turned on staring at her.She looked at me, and said, "Can we talk?" Sure," I responded. "Come on in and sit down."Karly came in and sat on the bed..