He pushed my long red hair behind my right ear and whispered, "Home soon?" before lingering there and gently biting my earlobe and breathing on my nec....Enough to make my knees weak, I replied, "Not soon enough." I bit my lip as I grabbed his hand, indicating that we weren't going to squander our precious forty-eight hours together until his flight home again. We ran together like giddy children, sprinting to make the metro on time, just slipping through the doors seconds before they closed.It. I felt his breath on my neck as we got to the car and he whispered in my ear.“God, I can’t stand this. Get it out, I want that fucking dick in my mouth.”He turned me around and had me lean against the side of the car, he roughly undid the fly buttons of my jeans, almost tearingleathers apart. He then sharplypulled them down around my knees, my cock was hard and sticky with the cumm from earlier. He started to wank me then undid his flies and got his cock out and did the same to himself with his. It would have been easier if I had a hard copy, so I tried to identify the paragraph as best as I could. Plus, I didn’t feel right trying to edit on your tablet and screw up your master copy.” Nadia looked a bit pale. “No one has ever read any of my stories aside from the poems I did for a class I took.” “Well, I’m sorry if I upset you, but I thought your story was amazing.” “My story?” “Um, yes. Unless someone else wrote it.” “Excuse me?” snapped Nadia. “Are you implying I plagiarized. . Oh crap. I thought."We played cards. Becky thought it would help her Mom forget about her problems," I lied, hoping she bought the bullshit I was throwing."Well, just go to your room and get to sleep. Your father will be up soon, and he wouldn't like knowing you were out this late either." But, Mom, did you get any sleep?"Mom didn't answer. She just headed to the stairs. About midway up, she stopped and turned, "I'm going to bed with your father. Please turn off the lights before you come.