I didn’t mean to talk behind your back. Sending that text was an automatic response, just stupid Max trying to be funny and failing miserably. And I...��m sorry, and I didn’t mean it, I don’t mean any of the crap I say about you, and I’m really, really not sick of you. I could never be sick of you. You’re the only person in the entire world I’m not sick of. So… I’m sorry. Can we just forget this ever happened?’ There was a long pause in which the word ‘yes’ almost escape Caroline’s lips a thousand. So virginal, so exotic. I went to her suitcase and pulled out the panties she had worn the night before. I couldn’t help myself as I brought them to my nose and inhaled the smell of her pussy. I pulled out my cock and stroked it, thinking of her fresh, virginal pussy. I couldn’t take it. I zipped up. Standing up, I headed for the door. Then stopped. Surely, by now they had done the deed…my chance to have her virginity was gone. I slumped to the floor, back against the door, her panties still. He kissed her ample breast, smiling as he reached her already hard nipple. He took it in his mouth, sucking it wildly. With his soft caresses, he kissed as she awoke. Hearing his words of devotion she pulled him closer, her hands massaging his neck and shoulders. She held him tightly for a moment in her valley; he moved up her breast, she gasped. Having such pleasure, he swirled his tongue around her hard nipple. "No! Stay there my love, close to my heart," she pleaded silently. Slowly he. “Yes I am; Is that bad?” I say. “Not one bit you’re hot I want you so bad,” he replies. “May I please do something to you?” he asks. “Sure,” I say He then starts to slide his hand down my body. “Are you okay?” he asks. I nod. He then pushes my legs apart and starts to play with my clit. “Let’s go to my room,” he says. He shuts off the water and wraps a towel around me and carries me to his room; he then lays me on his bed and climbs on top of me and kisses my lips and then my neck and moves.