With a low groan, he started working his way down her torso, leaving a damp trail behind as he kissed and licked past her navel and found the fragrant...split between her legs where his finger had already been playing. He rubbed his face against the wet cloth of her panties before sliding them down her legs and burying his mouth against her sweet pussy. His lips nibbled her clit before allowing his tongue to dip between her swollen pussy lips and taste the sweetness of her dripping wet hole. He. . you spread your legs wide and cum! At first you feel disgusted with yourself but then as the evening wears on you find yourself thinking more and more of what I could have done to you... of all the things I wanted to do to you! An image of me stroking my rock hard cock keeps jumping into your mind.... Next day you call me! “Can you come over and finish off” you ask? I arrive back at your house tool bag in hand.... “I'll finish the sink” I say! You tell me that can wait and there a few things. You just named it for me, now all I have to do is save up and buy that spread.”Back in my room, I think I may have been asleep before my head was buried in the soft pillow. I was worn out, but even in my sleep, my mind was recalling each and every word, each and every feel, touch, kiss, and caress. I awoke twice, with Juanita’s smell so strong in the bed, I just knew she had returned.Then, I awoke to a soft tapping on the window glass over by the balcony. I just knew it was her. She’d come back. Sleeping on his own in the apartment was proving to be difficult. He found himself lying awake in his sleeping bag, feeling the urge to go out and be the vigilante again, to feel the adrenaline, to experience the high of putting himself in danger. It was almost like a drug he thought and without it, life seemed pretty humdrum at times.By promising to try not to be the vigilante he had also set up something of an internal conflict within himself. His subconscious mind wanted to feel the thrill.