I started to lick up and down, flicking her clit. She moaned and said ‘Oh honey, not now, you will be late for your train.’ She must have thought ...hat I was dad. So I continued with my licking. She was responding, so I decided to put one, then two fingers in her pussy. This set her body in motion and she started to undulate. Moving her hips up and down and in circular motions. In about two or three minutes, she grabbed my head with her hands and shoved her pussy harder ito my face and squirted. ." It hurt her to say it. She almost whispered. " ... on Friday." Then in a more normal voice. "But it was just my ass. And he got me so hot for you. I never denied you anything. Please forgive me, Chris. I love you." Where did you do it? In our – my bed?"She nodded again. "I am so sorry, Chris. You've got to see my side of it. Please."I kept ignoring these pleas. I was still trying to get the facts. Fortunately, I'd remembered to turn on the small recording device I had from the FBI."So, four. Simon had lingered unexpectedly to talk with the fans who’d circled him after the book discussion had ended. But she wasn’t here. Why did he notice? Though he didn’t hold any hope for her presence nor disappointment about her absence, he still scanned the collection of faces, wondering if he’d be able to recognize her instinctively. He’d caught himself doing it at all three of Simon’s book events he’d attended. The habit defied logic and his attempts to suppress it. She was just words on a. “Unhunh….eth thur...” you manage around your chain. Again, your knees try to betray you, but I’m there and I catch your weight and you begin to hump my hands. You recover and support your own weight for better leverage, and climb quickly toward your orgasm. The closer you get to cumming, the faster you shift your hips back and forth, humping my hands and fucking my fingers in your pussy and your ass. You look at me, raise your eyebrows, and mumble around the chain. “Hhnay hhI hhcum Slhir?” .