" Her lips were moving, trembling, and the darting of her hot, wet tongue was quick and penetrating. Jean's teeth raked his, and his hands felt ove...r her wetly squirming body as she wiggled against him. When their mouths parted, she said, "Are you going to keep those trunks on?" He couldn't wait a second longer. Last night he had been a cherry, and here he was, getting ready to fuck his second girl. Travis couldn't believe his luck but he wasn't going to push it. Hurrying, he slid off . Actually, Jenny looked maybe more confused than anything else. Whereas her boss, Herbert Henderson's eyes were displaying a little ... fear, I After all, the husband of the woman he was planning on laying that evening was suddenly towering over him.Maybe I should explain, before I go any further, that my entourage was not there to help me in my labour that night; they were purely there to ensure that no one would interrupt it. My quary was in a hotel restaurant, in theory surrounded by his work. Up until I was 19 I had never even looked at another women with anything but a fashionable eye and a bitch about her beauty, but a hot and sticky July afternoon was to change that forever. My best friend had invited me to her beach hut where she spent most of her summers to relax and enjoy some sunshine and white wine with a couple of her colleagues from work, I had never been out with this crowd before but very soon was pleased that I did. We spent the first hour just chatting and telling. I'd noticed this morning before I left the house that Dad's normally protective attitude regarding his teenaged daughter had accelerated to over-protective. Contrary to his calm demeanor, the incident in the restaurant last night had frightened him. No doubt without Ms. Cornwell's scintillating personality and lush body captivating his attention, he'd have called to check on me sooner.I dumped the purse, located the phone, and shoved everything back into the black hole.The phone rang again, but.