. an elevator love story We'd just had a wonderful dinner at an intimate restaurant. Feeling sated and frisky, we walked arm in arm to the parking ga...age several blocks away. The meal had been deliciously sensuous since we ate with our hands. Feeding each other succulent fruits and fragrant meats; our fingers slowly pulling out of our partner's mouths as they ate with voracious appetites. With Spring in full swing, the air was incensed with flowers and fresh-cut grass. Pausing in a dark. He seemed like a nice guy, aged twenty-five, so four years younger than Shelley, and quite good looking, and we discovered he was single and still living with his parents. “You don’t have a girlfriend?” asked Shelley, “Do you like English girls?” He confessed that he found English girls very pretty.I simply cut straight to the chase. “Do you think Shelley’s pretty?” I asked.“Yeah, you’re beautiful,” he said, looking her right in the eye, “you’ve got beautiful eyes.”Shelley giggled, and thanked. I love you guys. I’ll write you a letter!”“I love you so much, Jess,” I said.“I love you,” Kara said.“Bye Tiger. Bye Kara.”“Bye,” Kara and I both said.The phone clicked and the line went dead. I pressed the button on the phone to turn off the speaker, and Kara came and sat in my lap. We held each other for a good fifteen minutes before we rejoined the others.December 26, 1988, Chicago, IllinoisMy alarm went off at ten minutes before 5:00am, which gave me time to dress and make it over to. Maitena pushed her fingers, slick with my own fluid, into my arse and pressed down on the thin wall separating Alex’s dick from her fingers, pushing him down firmly onto the front wall of my pelvis, increasing the friction there and causing an intense climax to begin unravelling inside us both. As Alex grasped my makeshift harness to anchor himself for his final driving onslaught, Maureen held my head still as she bucked wildly against my face, smearing her essence from my chin to the bridge of.