Please?” I let out a long and exasperated sigh. “And if I do that, you'll give me my key and not say a word about this?” I asked her. “I promi...e,” she answered. “Okay,” I said. “Then let's do this.” I climbed onto Karissa's bed. She giggled as she waited for me to arouse her. I pushed Karissa back until her miniskirt was pulled up and her panties were visible. Then I grabbed Karissa's briefs by the waistband and yanked them down her legs. I pulled the violet briefs all the way down her legs. Her fingertips brushed the fabric and began to trail up towards the zipper. At that moment her phone beeped. She paused. He held his breath. On her phone was a number. Zero. Janey reluctantly withdrew her hand from his cock. With a sigh of relief she reached into her purse and flipped the knob to 0. She shuddered at the sudden lack of stimulation. His wife returned to the bedroom a minute and looks from Janey to him. She put her arms around him from behind, making sure Janey noticed her run her. I'm afraid to turn it off. Can you give me a call?" I asked.That's how we left it for the day. I made it home and planned to stay in, so the truck would start the next morning. I spent the evening drawing from a vector photograph I had taken of a young woman at the bike store. She posed for me willingly. Once the salesman explained that I was not a pervert, just a struggling artist.So for hours I worked on the vector drawing's outline. Running it through the computer to wipe out the background. Then I heard him shout, ‘Wait! Please!’ I stopped and looked at him, my tongue lingering on him for a moment. ‘You’re not granting my wish.’ He pulled me up from the ground and pressed me against the wall again. Quickly, he slid his hands under my dress right to my panties and pulled them down. His palms cupped my buttocks and squeezed them tightly. As I gasped, I arched my back and felt his face burying itself into my bush. Then his tongue began to dart and lap at my slit. First trailing the.