She kept teetering on whether or not she was going to go, eventhough he did his best to beg her. A day later she approached me and asked if I wanted t... go to the reunion. I said that it was her classmates and I didn't care either way. It was her decision. She said that if I didn't want to go she could probably just go by herself and meet up with her friends that she stays in contact with through Facebook. I was hesitant. I said I would think about it. That night, while she was asleep, I logged. Eric instantly returned to Amy's tits and nipples and went to work on them like he was being scored. Amy relaxed and just went with it. Almost at once he made it to her panties and she did nothing to stop him. His hand was roaming over her entire body and was paying particular attention to her panty clad pussy. Amy's legs were slowly spreading apart and with every pass of his hand she was more open and available. When he finally slid his hand under her panties the lust in my eyes had taking. My pussy roared and throbbed with an incessant drumbeat as all of the fantasies that I'd written about, but never lived, came alive at once. I touched my hands to her feet once more, pushing my thumbs into her soft soles, massaging her, kneading her, every silky caress provoking new heights of desire in my body. My pussy felt hot and wet, slippery thighs brushing together as I squirmed on the couch.I turned to her, unable to believe what I was doing. When I glanced up, she parted her legs. You cut me off.’ ~ After pacing around the cottage for a few minutes, Peter slumped into the chair by his desk and tried to get on with some work. He struggled in vain to concentrate for forty five minutes before giving up. He felt the twitchiness of unburnt adrenalin, so decided to go for a run. Having changed into suitable clothing he set out along the clifftop path, going in the opposite direction to the village. The route this way ran unbroken for miles. He pushed himself hard. Despite the.