I moved my hands all over her navel and fingered her navel hole. she was moaning in small sounds. Whenever there is a pass in the dialogues her little...moans could be heard but we weren’t visible.Next I loosened the strings of her legging and I made way to pass my hand into the panty and finger her pussy, it was a little wet as her vaginal fluids already started to leak, I rubbed her clitoris and started to insert a finger I could easily enter one of my fingers into it but for the second one it. “You have email?” “Yes.” “Let’s do that, then. Not as much of a chance we’ll be caught.” I shrugged. “We won’t be doing anything naughty,” I assured her. “Email would be better.” We exchanged email addresses. I kissed her soft hand and sought out the hostess in preparation for my departure. “You and Cheryl seemed to get on pretty well,” she remarked with a sly grin. “She’s lovely,” I agreed. “We had a wonderful talk.” “I’m glad for you both. Her husband pretty much ignores her. It’s good she. He started to caressRob's neck, which made Rob feel a little tinge of ecstasy as endorphinsrushed through his system. Rob turned and kissed George back and therelips locked into each others and smacked as they parted. The ride lasteda while as they rocked back and forth in the backseat as the cabbiedodged and weaved throughout traffic. As he pulled up onto Hester andMott, he turned and said, "We are here and you owe me 17 dollars." They exited the cab and George mumbled something as he paid his. Justin had such a huge grin on his face. He walked back straight towards the center where our college's president awaited. President Brooks stood there, the bony, older man nodding his head, clapping the way he would at prep rallies. The old me would be pumping up the crowd right now, dressed in my pleated cheerleader skirt and shaking my pompoms.Now just the sight of Justin got them so excited.Not just the girls, but the guys who served him, too. His army of gay bodyguards. They wouldn't be.