Looking at her almost naked body made me feel evenmore excited. Charlotte joined me on the bed which was just wide enough for two peoplelying close to...ether. She hugged me and pressed my naked body close to hers.She kissed me while her hands moved down my back, making my skin tingle withexcitement. Something inside me told me that it was a very bad thing to let her touchme like this, that I was in danger of turning into one of those women whichmy father called 'slut', but it felt good, oh so. She hit the bed with her fists. I looked at her and saw that she was sobbing. “Are you okay?” I asked, worried that something was wrong. “Yes,” she said, laughing through her tears,” It is soo good! Come back inside me.” I pushed the tip of my cock back inside. Her muscles had relaxed and I was able to resume the to and fro movement. She wiped away the tears from her eyes and held me tightly around the waist, kissing me passionately. “That was even better than I had imagined” she said, “I want. His duty solicitor had told him to expect it but he still didn't want it to go to a prison. The Police cell had been bad enough.Oliver was taken to the back of an armoured van and put inside, handcuffed to a guard that didn't want to engage in conversation with him. Oliver felt like a pariah and felt the glare of several dozen camera flashes through the window as the van moved out of court. He looked scared and tried to duck them, closing his eyes as the journalists threw their cameras to the. As we moved into the living room he peeled off his shirt. He stopped me with a hand on my shoulder, I turned and as he wrapped his arms around me, we started kissing. It was heaven. His broad hairy chest against me, his hips pressed forward and rubbing against my cock, my mind was reeling. He peeled my shirt over my head and started to rub my chest, as we frantically necked, tongues exploring and fighting in our mouths. As I slid my tongue into his mouth, he sucked it as if it were my cock. We.