.but I began to steal his things....it started off as pencils and pens, I'd taste them to see what his hands tasted like. Then it got bigger, until, I...stole his underwear. It was a lucky break really. He had gone swimming and I snuk into the changing rooms, I knew what his coat looked like so I knew which stall was his. They were black, my favourite colour. Black Armani tighter than tight boxers. But the biggest treat was, wehn I got them home, I noticed a white stain on the crotch....I licked. I took off my jeans and panties, leaned the chair back, and slowly lowered myself on her mouth. The feeling of her tongue on my pussy sent me to heaven. I rubbed on her face with her looking at me as I came over and over.I climbed off of her and told her, "My apartment is just up the street. What do you say we go there? I will lock this place up, and we can spend the rest of the day there."It took her less than one second, and she said, “Untie me, let's go!"We spent the rest of that day and. In the limo on the way to the jet, Kristy brought up an interesting topic, she had a hell of a good idea. She said that she had seen my failed attempts at dating, too often I would have to stand a date up a potential date because of something coming up at work. I agreed that that this was a problem, but told Kristy that I wasn't really looking for a relationship with anyone quite yet either. Now, Kristy and I had gotten fairly close over the last six months and were comfortable joking and using. You worked me over pretty hard last night, and I think we fucked again just before dawn. It feels like it. I don’t think I ever mentioned this before, but there was one time when you were so rough that I was a bit torn down there. The Superior had to heal me.”“Anna! I had no idea! I am so, so sorry! I’ll promise that next time I’ll be more careful. I’ll--”“Don’t you dare! It was awesome sex, and I wouldn’t change a thing. Don’t ever worry about hurting me. You know I like it rough. There’s.