She could feel an orgasm coming on, but somehow it didn't feel like it was going to be big enough, like her body was telling her that this wasn't all.....Writhing in front of the huge creature, Kristen clutched at its furry head... she could feel its long teeth brushing against her pussy and thighs as it licked her, adding an element of danger to everything. His tongue was rough, long, pressing against her... her body thrashed as she began to cum."OH GOD!" She screamed, her intense humiliation. I only really had eyes for Sarah. I didn’t even think about Sharon sexually. To my thinking, Sarah was the perfect body and, to cap it all, she wasn’t discouraging me. She and Sharon were a bit flirty with all boys, but at least Sarah was seeming to notice that I liked her and smiling her million dollar smile each time I raced to catch her up.It occurred to me that I knew nothing about her; I had no idea what Sarah studied, where she lived, where she came from. I wasn’t completely sure what. Listen, Meg. What do you say we go have a drink or two after you're done for the night?" You mean at The Ceramic Tortoise?" Meghan asked, referring to the hole in the wall bar, located just three blocks away, where the reporters, copy editors, editors, and other production members of the Register tended to gather after press time was passed. Meghan was not a regular there by any means, but she was also not unknown within those hallowed walls. She was thinking that a glass of white wine or two. .' Her eyes beseeched along with her piteously wailing voice. She had scarcely ever called him 'Paul' before, had not seemed able to bring herself to, but now she was imploring, appealing to the degree of friendship that had developed between them. He could smell her mint-freshened breath and see the beads of perspiration on the soft shelf of her jutting cleavage. The family nanny was pressed against his chest - over her head in trouble and achingly fuckable. The last of his anger resolved.