My hands were moving up from her waist to side of her breasts .Umm she was hot she was soo horny.Was moving her ass around my cock.Aahhh my hands trav...elled to her breasts and started pressing it over her dress.Wow I could feel no bra and could feel her protruding nipples !! It felt so good .I made her turned around.And pushed her to bed.She moaned and pulled me closer.I started smooching her madly .By this time her lipstick was all over her and my face.My hands were between her thighs feeling. Are they on the NHS?”The receptionist looked up at him over her glasses but didn’t stop typing. “No these are private only. You get Sharon and Angela on the NHS.”“Shame,” he retorted. Matt wasn’t complaining about his NHS treatment, in fact, there was nothing wrong with the NHS at all.Jenny appeared in the doorway and rested her back against the frame; she listened to Matt’s conversation with the receptionist before coughing loudly.“Mr. Matt Evans,” she announced.Matt turned to her, nodded and. 'How old are you Mariel', he asked, as he stood close to me and took hold of my wrists, 'Fifteen Sir', I answered, as he lifted my hands and arms so I could clasp them behind my head.'That's better girl', he said, just inches from my face, slowly dropping his own hands so they deliberately brushed against my hard nipples, finger by finger, and my knees buckled as each nipple, touched each finger, in sequence.There were goosebumps all over my body. A mixture of defenceless desire, temperature,. That night, the sailor brought her aboard and hid her in a small but comfortable compartment in the ship's hold.From then on, every night, he would bring her sandwiches, a bottle of red wine, and make love to her until dawn.Two weeks later she was discovered by the captain during a routine inspection. "What are you doing here?" asked the captain."I have an arrangement with a sailor," she replied. "He brings me food and I get a free trip to Italy." I see," the captain says. Then her conscience.