” He dare not tell her the details of the attack or even about the attack itself, he still felt incredibly guilty for allowing her to go, that it wa... his consent and idea that allowed her to be there in the first place.“You know if you ever want to talk I’m here.” He turned to look at her and place his hand on hers.“You’re a good friend Mel, but this is something that me and Mum have to deal with.” His mind once again left the premises as he continued to look out the nearby window.Sue tried to. I stroked it like I had in my bedroom alone a thousand times. I knew what felt good and how to get myself off. I looked to my right and he was sitting side-saddle on the sofa, watching me, matching my strokes. I got lost, watching the movie, watching him, stroking every inch of my shaft to my very engorged head. I was sweating down my chest, and I could smell grass, perspiration, and sex in the room. It was intoxicating. I heard his breathing pick up, and he slid a little closer. "Mind?" I must. After my heart had started beating again, we got up and left the restaurant, nothing more needed to be said, we just got straight into the lift, and headed for the room I had already checked us into. We entered the room and just fell into each others arms.After what had been almost 12 hours of psychological, then physical foreplay we were just like crazy animals. Our tongues exploring each others mouths and our hands all over each other as we franticly tore each others clothes off. Our bodies. I wanted to taste his cock so bad and my wet snatch still needed some attention so I laid him on his back and lowered my pussy over his face. I had dreamed of being in this position with Michael so many times before and now it still seemed like a dream. “Mmm, Katie your pussy is so smooth,” he said, running his hand over my shaven lips. Soon after I was shoved back into reality when I felt his tongue slide into my soaked slit. I let out a gasp and moaned softly as he slid a finger inside my.