My wet hair was dripping onto Sebby's chest and my face was beat red with anger and embarrassment. I couldn't believe what he had done, snuck into my ...ouse and stole my journal? How did he even know where it was? I looked down at his perfectly formed face I was sitting just above his hips not to mention his dick. He was smirking at me which made me even more angry. I wanted to kill him right there but his gorgeous eyes wouldn't allow me. Instead of pushing me off Sebby let me sit there for a. {Mike. Wake up, Mike.}{What?} I was still half asleep, but we were still in rapport, so I awakened quickly.{Do you feel her? It's Bonnie, dreaming.}{No, Jude. I don't feel anything but our normal rapport. I feel Missy sleeping though.}{Here, right here. Do you feel her now?}{Oh, God! Yes! Can you tell where it's coming from?}{Just a general direction to the northeast. I'd guess maybe ten miles.}{That would put her around San Ramon or Danville.}{If you say so. What do we do now? I'm sure the FBI. Now quit interrupting, the stories almost over.The girl is still staring into the mirror. Her gaze is miles away and you get lost in the steel blue of her eyes. Your thoughts flow through their reflection in the glass. Her right eyebrow raises a little as she ponders the words of the man in the black leather jacket. She purses her lips, tilts her head, then nods it slowly and "hmm"s, in an understanding tone of acknowledgement."Now don't get me wrong, it's not the sex that's bad. Sex is like. After heavy petting and making out. I told her I wanted to lick her ass and finger it. No one had ever touched her there. As I lowered my mouth to her snatch,I ran my tongue up and down. Then I licked her "taint-as in it ain't pussy and it ain't asshole". In other words the space in between her anus and her pussy. She was soaking from her pussy juices flowing down her snatch - almost a full stream of pussy fluid squirting my face. She got especially excited as my tongue worked around her tight.