In truth you could count on one hand the men she had slept with…and every damned one had ended the same way…’love to fuck ya’ don’t intend t...o marry ya’. Was she ever going to meet a man who understood that very good little girls have a right to enjoy cock? No, she wanted more than that…she wanted a man who was absolutely ecstatic that she was what she was…a bright, caring, attractive woman who would satisfy her man’s sexual needs and fantasies until the day after she died. And so as had. Janine Carlyle was a pretty little girl and usually very confident in handling exercises that involved some sort of a public activity like speaking, singing, acting or any other variation of those themes. At this moment, however, she was displaying traits of the opposite nature. At this precise moment something had visibly shaken her and her grade school teacher had responded in all kindness and released her from the responsibility of doing what she had earlier seemed more than happy to do.To. "We all laughed and then Doug looked at Karen and said, "Just so you know, you two would be welcome as well."Jill said, "There's my big stud muffin. I need to keep an eye on you."Doug and Jill left to drive back to Orlando. Almost immediately, I said to the 'newlyweds', "I need to fly out of Tampa. Let me drive you home, so you can get your car and drive back."Karen said, "We'll take our clothes home. If they've finished our place, then we can spend time setting up our house. If not, then we'll. Finally, after I punched the time clock to leave, I saw that she waited for me right outside the door. It was fifteen past seven, but she knew the occasional delays of the job and didn't hold them against me. I naturally hoped that she would hold else something else against me, to quote the Bellamy Brothers, but there were no guarantees.As we walked back to my apartment, Kay got friskier. It was more shameless by the second, with her hands groping my ass and guiding mine to her delightful.