A shit eating grin appeared on my face and when I looked at her, she smiled back. As my mouth homed in on its target, I felt my ass cheeks being sprea... and the tip of Ben’s tongue teasing my hole. My own tongue began to circle the hood of her clitoris, trying to tempt the hard pearl into emerging from its hiding place. At the same time, I was trying to push my butt backwards onto Ben’s probing tongue. These conflicting actions were not really helping any of us, I had to make a decision and. But at least it established who I am.At this point in time, I’m not sure of her reaction – having just met her, and being nervous as hell, my reading of her emotions isn’t exactly worthy of a circus fortuneteller act. But so far, I haven’t crashed and burned yet – I must still be on my 20 seconds.Putting some money on the table to pay for her drink, I take a firm hold of her arm to lead her to the car, and as she walks with me, I don’t dare to look at her directly for fear that I’d lose my. "Lydia sighed and took a sip of her coffee. "Well, I don't like it," she said firmly. "I don't want people fighting over me." It wasn't a fight," Ezra replied and adjusted his T-Shirt. "I just told him what would happen if he messed with you again."Ezra glanced over at Susan and greeted her. "Are you two going to be OK if I go for a wander around Manchester?" Susan asked. "Or are you going to squabble."Lydia smiled. "Yeah. We'll be fine, Mum. I told you," Lydia begged and her mother backed away. She pressed her lips hard against his, sucking his tongue anxiously into her mouth. He lifted her and pushed her up against the cold tile wall at the back of the shower stall. Maneuvering his hips into place, he found that she was a little short to comfortably take in this position, so he raised her off her feet and pinned her to the wall with his body, impaling her in a single motion. She cried out at this sudden intrusion and momentary alarm at having no place to stand. It felt wonderful.