.. k you ... you ... u."Her beautiful smiling confident face morphed into a mask of rage and pain. I saw tears forming in the corners of her eyes.She ...turned and tried to leave but I grabbed her arm. "Look, I'm not judging you," I said. "I know how it is. You're young and you should be able to experience things. You never know what can happen. You're certainly pretty enough. Maybe he'll see you and feel the same way."Her face got even redder and she looked like she was about to split open. Why. His manly, sweaty smell, making me pussy instantly wet. I grabbed the back of his head, pulling it tighter to mine; my hunger for him melting away my anger over that stupid bag.As I kissed him, I rubbed my pelvis against his, feeling his cock beginning to stir and strain against his underwear. His hand moved down that was cradling my neck to between my legs. Rubbing my clit with his thumb, he stuck two fingers deep into my pussy until his knuckles touched. And as he twisted and turned his. Tracy was still kneeling beside me and she moved her hand to my tits and started massaging them. I sort of remember myself saying, “What’s happening” and Tracy replied that this is an excellent way to get me to show a sexy look in my face, I just accepted that explanation and John started to speed up his finger fucking me as Richard snapped heaps of pics of the action zooming in. John then withdrew his fingers and Tracy moved her head down and slowly pulling my arse cheeks apart slipped her. Morgan worked long hours the ride home on the train had him coming in late. He had no real ideas what hours she kept. The kids had said things that implied she was out after normal business hours. But thing were alright? ‘Please sit down I have something to tell you,’ she said. Afterwards Morgan knew that he had felt it coming. Had known it in his heart but not his mind. ‘I have fallen in love with someone else,’ she said. Not actually the truth. The partner in the law firm that she had taken.