" My fingers move faster, and the little bundle of nerves nearly hums. "Shit..." My whole body hums now, and I only see my destination behind my close... eyelids, fantasizing of Michael's talented tongue dancing over my clit. "Just thinking about it makes me...want to...cuuuuuuuuummmmm!" My finger flies around my hard nub furiously as I seek my own release. I buck in my seat, my thighs hitting the bottom of the dashboard as my hips thrash. Removing one hand from my pants, I begin twisting one. Then hunme ek dusre k hug kia bhot kash k pakar lia tha nik ne mujhe then kiss karne laga kiss karte karte wo mujhe lekar apne bed par gir gaya the mai uski shirt k button kholne lage buttons kholne k bad maine uske zism me kissess kia then usne mujhe uthaya or ek ek karke mere school dress utarne laga phele usne mere tie kholi then shirt k buttons then maine khud he shirt utare phr again usne mujhe bed me letaya or mere zism ko kiss karne laga kiss karte karte usne mere pet me hath sehelaya or. The attendants name was Karmen. "Justbend over and you can admire it afterwards in the mirror. We don't wantit to get cold before we use it, do we?", she just said.Emily did not know what to say in response soshe just knelt down over the bob as told and trussed her ass up inthe air. Karmen pushed her down onto the bob until she was restingon it comfortably. "Just tryto relax and lean over the bob. Don't try to move or truss up your ass.It's easier that way. Believe me, I know."Emily's whole. God, she remembers, how hot that was, him thrusting his hips at her, pumping his cock between her lips. She’d sucked him she couldn’t remember how many times by now, but he’d always let her do it her own way. But she loved this motion that was so familiar to her, though always him atop her, or fucking her from behind; she loved this persistence and intent being directed at her open, willing mouth. She heard the cars passing on the street outside, and from another part of the library, the squonk.