I got your address from Emma... Don't be mad at her."Why would I be mad at her? She'd given him the phone number too, because she thought she was doin... me a favor. Bitch. I sat on the edge of the bed, blinking back hot tears, and listened to the end of the recording."I'm not a stalker, Beth. You know that. When I get there and you see me, if you really want me to go I will. I'll leave and won't bother you again. But you have to at least see me... you promised me. Remember?"Of course I. She was then teasing it with her tongue while it was still inside her mouth. Then, she gave a wonderful blowjob which was beyond words. I splashed myself in her mouth and she smiled and spat on my stomach. She then licked it dry.Now, I pulled her towards me and started to kiss her and I can taste my own cum a bit from hers. I slowly caressed her ass and started chewing and licking her ears. She started to moan and twist while still lying down on me. I locked her legs with mine and kept licking. I told her everything and tried to present simon as innocent as possible. she was angry as hell and when i had finished she said she needed a drink and went inside.after a minute or so i followed her inside. she sat on the couch with a glass in one hand, much calmer now. she indicated to me to sit down next to her which i did. she looked at me for a while, then smiled and said: "i am sorry it is not your fault that my boyfriend is such an awful bastard. you were only trying to help him." well. Her finger rubbed harder now. Harder, faster, working against her body, sending sensations flooding over her. She felt herself grow wetter and revelled in the feelings, inhaling deeply, catching the scent of sex, of herself, beginning to pervade the room, mingling with the vanilla. She opened her eyes and stared out of the window drinking in the scene of snow and moonlight before her. She was caught between the cold of the glass and the hard muscled warmth of his body, his lips on her neck, his.