She was a drop-dead gorgeous natural blonde who, from what I've been told, was single. One day she would leave with my sports jacket, the next it woul... be a pair of my shorts. My friends kept urging me to pull a move on her but I refused, not believing that a girl who was a perfect 10 would want to date me, a sports-minded guy who was nervous around beautiful girls. Or at least thats what I thought.... One day Alexis would make all the guys sandwiches, the next she would leave the cooking to. Thats when I lightened up a bit on my tongue and started moving it a lot faster. She kept complaining, but number five snuck up on her about a minute later. After 5 or 6 in this situation she usually goes limp, like "ok I'm done, you're just annoying me now". So as she is still having number 5 I pop my fingers out of her pussy and poke my index finger straight up her ass passed the second knuckle. She gasps really loudly and as she breathes in from it, I speed my tongue up as fast as humanly. ‘Haha! Impressive! Well then, I guess I’ll head over!’ ‘I’ll go out right now! Can we keep talking?’ ‘Sure, that way you’ll know when I’m close.’ Ted put his car in gear and headed to Emily’s subdivision. In less than three minutes he was driving down the street towards the curve, which he remembered from studying the map earlier. The short conversation up to that approach was light talk including the weather and what color shirt Emily wore so he could spot her, but Ted was sure he’d see her. "She was fixing her hair in the mirror. What was she insane?When she was done she turned to me and said with dead seriousness, "Listen, if this thing is as big as you say, then it could ruin my Father. I can't let that happen. I have to find a way to stop it. You can go if you want to, I'll understand, but I'm staying."We looked at each other in silence for a few moments.Finally she broke it. "I don't know this computer stuff nearly as well as you do. Will you help me, please?"I thought a.