He’d be here whenever I woke up. I should just tell him . . . She knew she wouldn’t. Simon was just doing this to help her out. She didn’t want ...o scare him away, if she lost Simon, she didn’t know what she would do. She couldn’t imagine he’d want to continue splitting an apartment if he knew she had a crush on him. Pretending would have to do. As Connie calmed down, Simon made no move to release her. He stopped reassuring her, but continued to stroke her back. She fits me, he thought. I could. When she logged on at 10:00 she smiled when she saw she had an email from John. All it said was; "Find some excuse to get out of the house and meet me at the grocery store. I'll be waiting in the parking lot. Wear a skirt and no panties. I need some pussy."The email sounded deliciously naughty. She looked over at Mathew. "Mathew, I'm going to run to the store to get a couple of things before John gets here." Did he write?" "No," the little fib slipped from her lips before she knew it. “I'm sure. Her name was Haley. Freshly out of high school. Red hair, freckles, fair skin, skinny with small but perky breasts and ass.We had been making out all afternoon on her couch. Kissing, dry humping, handjobs and fingering her young pussy. I finally convinced her to get naked and we got in my land-lady's master bathroom and took it to the jacuzzi. It felt good to be in control again, in the bitches bathroom, who had had her way with me a few weeks prior. Haley wanted to please me and sometimes I. ” My grandfather knelt beside my lounge and with trembling fingers, gently unfastened my top strap, leaving my back completely bare. I could almost feel the tension in the air as he began rubbing my back, pouring streams of lotion on. His fingers slid along my ribcage, touching the sides of my breasts, causing little ripples of desire to course through me. Now they were on my lower back, lifting the edge of my bikini bottoms a little to get the lotion under them. It seemed that every man at.