She smiled. "A few of us have coffee after class, would you care to join us and I could take you home if you would like, save waiting for a bus and I ...don't think getting a taxi would be necessary". Whether it was the way he said it or because she would have had to wait for a while for the bus, it didn't really matter, she accepted. "Thank you Rick, I really do appreciate the offer and would like to join you for coffee". The first throw of the game called seduction had been played."Tell me where. But there are some things I haven’t been able to do, and this is a fantasy I have.My fantasy involves fucking a celebrity. Not just any TV or film celebrity but someone super famous, someone who none of us will ever get to see in any other light except maybe the occasional photo. I am not going to be specific, but the kind of celebrity is someone like Kate Middleton, like Kylie Minogue, like Maria Sharapova, like, well anyone you wanna fuck but never will. Someone who we have all seen, someone. Before I put my bra on I wanted to put the nude pantyhose on. Gentlyrolling up the legs to make them easier to put on, I leaned over andfelt my chest almost make me tip over. Smiling to myself, I pointed mytoes as I brought the hose up my legs, making sure not to put a run inthem. I glanced down and marveled at the way my newly painted toenailscould be seen through the hose. The bra was a gorgeous peach color,which matched the panties. It was a push-up style with lace on top ofthe cups and a. With that she found another way to express her arousal: she lifted her T Shirt and began pinching her nipples, quite hard I thought. Intermittently she flicked them with her fingers. To make sure Ryan's attention was on me I lifted his hands to my breasts (up to now he was submissively taking all that was being done to him) and he fondled them while I continued to frig myself. Dave had lowered the back of his seat and leant over it to get a better cop at what was happening behind. All this.