Two minutes later you key open the trunk and place your bags into it. You stop again looking around. You smile, realizing how much you missed this pla...ce. Well, not the airport actually, just it felt good to be back. Your old stomping grounds, so to speak. Of course the circumstances of your return could have been better. What with your mother being sick and all. You sigh getting into the drivers seat, starting the car you pull out.Thirty minutes late you are driving down the block to your old. I wasn’t going to moan, I was far too scared about what kind of sound “moaning” constituted. Was it meant to be an excited squeaky moan that sounds like you need oiling? No, too close to words like “needing lubrication” for my liking. What about a low big-cat-like growl? Knowing my luck I’d end up sounding like I’d burped, or worse, I actually would burp. Oh stuff it, my back was killing me and moaning in pain wasn’t going to be very sexy. And here we were, lips already together. Getting close. It was only when the bread was finished that she once again noticed his eyes upon her. Her breasts were one of the few areas left undamaged, and she suddenly felt shy. ‘You can call me Maggie if you would like,’ she almost added that everyone else did and fought back tears. She felt as if she was balanced on a very thin ledge and at any moment she would burst into tears and topple over. She was suddenly aware of the masculine scent of the pallet, sweat, blood, perhaps other things mingling. I try my hand to her neck and slowly rub my hand over there and around her lower ear.and same time sucking her lips slowly she is also sucking my lips slow ..she is really want that act in a slow motion..we parted our lips and i remove her shoulder cloth a little down and kiss her on the end of her shoulder and around her neck..But then suddenly, we parted, we both knew this was not the right place and not the right time. We managed our looks and came down, deciding that, i wud have to come.