“Come on, Thom. Tell me you want to fuck me. Tell me what you want to do to me. Tell me you want to ravish me!" Our eyes were looking hungrily at ea...h other. Still, I didn’t speak but just looked at her, my hands grabbing her ass harder as she arched her back, sliding up her wet pussy up and down my hot cock like a stripper on a pole in a strip joint.. “Tell me you want to take me and fuck my god damn brains out. Tell me, Thom! I want to hear you tell me you want to fuck me!” Her demanding. .. I just didn't think..." You weren't thinking about much back then," she interrupted me. "I guess I can understand that, considering what you were going through. I wondered what you were trying to accomplish with Madelaine but I guess I can see it." Sorry you invited me now?" I asked. It wasn't too late, I supposed. I was startled when I realized I was of two minds about it, though. Part of me ... a large part ... didn't want to go back home. They wanted to stay with Jean and see what. James and Julie had made him very welcome, and it was good to have company, but he was certain that in the long run he had to face life on his own. Now he’d been back at home for over a week, during which he had attempted to tame the now rampant garden.Her visit was in the past, and he hadn’t heard from her since, so she was now far from his mind, but the same Tuesday Claire had left the convent to travel to the family house in Grange, he was about to be reminded of her in no uncertain termsOn. The next thing I knew we were on my bed in a very steamy sixty-nine and I was eating pussy for the very first time. Someone was eating my pussy too and I loved it. Tina gave me such a strong orgasm that I couldn’t even think straight. I tried to take care of her needs but she was happy to just take care of my needs. So by the time mom knocked on my door and told us girls to come downstairs I had only given Tina one orgasm but I had received three and they were each the very best that I had ever.