He jumped from his table and turned to the doorthen caught himself. He turned back to his art table and gathered up hissketches and shoved them into a...folder. Once he had hidden away his work,he turned once more to the door and opened it. Megan was there smiling athim. "Hey Ty, I got that box for you." "You could have gotten me first and I could have come outside and gottenit myself," said Ty in genuine embarrassment. He hadn't intended for herto have to carry the box up two flights of. I place one hand on her bum, its shape perfect, and press her to my face. With my other hand I put two fingers inside her and go for the G-spot. I can feel the muscles inside her spasming and tightening around my fingers. As my fingers work faster and harder and deeper, she bucks her hips and grabs at my hair. With my tongue, I touch her in a way that makes her beg for more. My cock begins to swell again; her obvious enjoyment was turning me on. As I lap my tongue over her sweet cleft, I. Just saying 'FUCK IT' in my head and going for it, gently placing my hand on her crotch, quickly asking the follow up question. "Me putting my hand on your crotch like this is normal right?" I prepare for a barrage of attacks, screaming of assault and hatred."Hm?" She turns her head, showing visible confusion from such a mundane question. "Yea, why are you asking me?" She said, just slightly spreading her legs more for me. I stare at her in shock as I start to rub at her pussy, waiting to see. What had happened? Why couldn’t I remember! Bright stars and flashing lights battled for attention in my vision and I knew I was going to faint. But just as quickly the image of my lovely smiling Asian Princess came into focus, magically calming my shattered nerves.A desperate yearning welled in my heart; I needed Cindy, Miss Cindy. Tears began to form and flow freely. Their gentle wetness rolled down my cheeks as I turned onto my side and unconsciously cuddled a pillow. An unaccustomed.