They’d gone so much further - hand-jobs, blow-jobs - she’d let him finger her to orgasm countless times - but they’d never gone all the way, des...ite both desperately wanting to.As Duncan’s hands roamed across her body and his tongue explored her mouth, Nicolette’s new memories told her how desperately she wanted Duncan to be her first. But she couldn’t - they couldn’t ... there was always something stopping her.His cock, she remembered with a gasp, as her hand reached down and under his pants.. The rest of her, the real Susan as I'd come to think of the voice that was always in my head, stayed with me.The way I found out about it, Brodine rang my cell and asked me to come in. When I got the call it was both Susan's and my idea that he, or they, were having belated second thoughts about the protection I'd asked them for. So I was reasonably enthusiastic about going to see him.Traffic was down to a dull roar on a Saturday afternoon, and the parking lot at the Federal building was almost. That was fine; we weren't romantically involved by any means, and she didn't have to cuddle or act affectionate in order to let me fuck her. She just had to do what I said.After the evening news went off, I turned to Jessica and looked her straight in the eyes as I said, "Well, are you ready?" I wanted to see how dense Jessica could really act and that's why I'd asked such an obvious but rather imprecise question."Ready for what?" Jessica replied. I could have burst out laughing if it hadn't. "There's someone behind you watching us," she said. I told her, she was imaging things but to put her mind at rest, I'd go take a look. As I walked into the trees, I was surprised to see that she was right, there was guy walking away. I was annoyed at first and called out to him but when he turned round I could see he was as embarrassed as my wife was and apologised profusely. He explained that he was a bird watcher and hadn't expected to find anyone so far off the beaten track. A glance at the.