”He shrugged his shoulders, “OK, if you want.”After he left, I poured the last of the red wine into our glasses.“Sophie, how much do you know ...about Sam?”“There, I knew it, you’re going all coppery about him, aren’t you? He’s a nice guy, that’s all.”“What about the girlfriend?” I had my own theory about who Sophie had seen.“Oh, I asked him. He said it must have been his sister, she was visiting for a few days. Don’t forget I’m off to stay with my mum for a week from tomorrow. Now, shut up and. “Oh, you smell different from me,” she said. “Spicy.”“Not tangy like you?” I asked. “Do you ... taste yourself?”“Sometimes ... After I masturbate.” Her cheeks burned. “You smell better than me.” Her nostrils flared. “Oh, I have to taste you.”It seemed to me that her aggressive passion swelled. Then she shoved her hand up beneath my skirt. She drew my panties down my thighs, pulling them down. My panties rolled and twisted as she drew them past my knees then yanked them down to my ankles. She. ’ James replied. Looking away was painful, like if strings had been attached to his retinas but he managed it. ‘Why don’t I stay here with the rock and you go back and bring a truck.’ ‘What? Don’t be silly, you’d freeze if I left you out here. We’ve confirmed that it’s here, we’ll head back to the chopper and come back with some heavy equipment. All we need now is a sample for the labs to start figuring out exactly what this thing is.’ Damian pulled hammer and chisel from a sack hanging around. I don’t think I ever came like that in my twice a day wanks, it was infuckingcredible. I lay there breathless, spaced out, my hand on his thigh. He then leant over and started snogging me again, I could taste my own cum and before very long was horny and getting hard again. His hand was on my back as we kissed and when he broke from the kiss he moved it to the back of my head and gently started to push it down towards his crutch. I’d fantasised about doing this, but doing it to someone else.