" Maybe because you're so quiet?"She turned and sat upright, twisting until she was sat back on her heels. "I'm not always like this. It's just that I...m new to the unit and it always takes me a long time to settle into a new environment. Plus, you're all based in Lisburn and know each other. I'm up in Londonderry." So no boyfriend?"She shook her head, "No, I had one back in Ashford but he's in Hong Kong now. He's met someone else." Oh." I know you think I'm quiet but I can be very determined. Partly in appreciation of her compliment, but mostly because she's teasing me in ways I'd never felt before. Already the tip is wet and ultra-sensitive."Oh, you like that, Sweetie, don't you?" she asks, fingers circling the tight skin on my cock head which pulses with the memory of every pleasurable sensation I have ever known.Again, I whimper. Louder and longer."Thought you would, Sweetie," she says, her voice now in whisper. "I like it too, you know. Feeling your cock in my fingers is making. He moved a little and she felt his lips to hers and revolted a little at the taste of cigarette smoke and alcohol. She had her husband and strong policies about who they shared with and she realized that this was not someone she would normally fuck.“I like your cunt.” That was the first thing he had said to her and he said it again, “I like your cunt. You like fucking don’t you? Fucking whore. Say it! Say you like fucking me!” Marg took a breath, “I like fucking you.”“You whore. You fucking. "Hey Dylan!" I yelled to get his attention. He waved over were I was met with with our usual brotherly type hug and a warm smile from his sister. They were going to get some stuff for both their sports and figured they could use the company so they allowed me to hang out with them. When we got to the store, I found the cleats I wanted. They were black and red Nikes like our school colors. I found a red and black under armor with padding in the midsection and padding on the elbows. I had ordered.