” He pressed his soft warm lips to Lilly’s making her bones turn to jell-o. “Michael, we are in an elevator, where I wouldn’t be surprised if... there is a camera. I do not want to give whoever is watching a free show!” Michael looked over at the place where a camera used to be. “Nah there’s nothing there. Look, see.” As he says the words his hands slowly slid up Lilly’s back, pulling the zipper down on her dress as he went. Lilly smiled, still slightly unsure. “I don’t know about this. Do you remember that outing?" That is when I meet Marco, the Italian hunk." Sherrie reminisces."That's right, Brad asked you out. Made you a picnic lunch, picked you up in his new car, drove you to the lake. To thank him, you could promptly abandoned him, and left to run off with with Marco, the fake Italian." What do mean Fake Italian?" Sherrie exclaims."Sherrie, Mark Smith lives in Coffeeville, an half hour down the highway. He has been adopting his fake Italian accent on stupid college girls. "That feels so good. Don't stop." I didn't even pull away to answer. She tasted so good. I started to move my tongue around her clit faster and faster. She was taking deeper and deeper breaths. I then slid a second finger into her pussy. She bucked harder. I thought she was going to cum right there but she didn't.She took one hand from her breast and crabbed the back of my head, pulling me in closer. I didn't need to have my hand holding her pussy open anymore. I took my hand down and started. James always stopped to chat with the others, so our progress was a bit slow. We were finally passing the main blast doors that separated us from Colonel Johanes when we heard a voice."Umm ... James? I'm sorry, this is Lily. Um ... Well, Colonel Johanes has a new complaint," the timid and young woman said.James snorted. "What does his Excellency want from me now? He's already tried to take me for far more than he deserves." It's far less than I deserve," Colonel Johanes snarled. His hostility.