At the ripe old age of – not quite thirty, Miranda had discovered her sexuality – and it shook her to her very foundations. Right now she didn’t... know quite whether to sit down and burst into tears of humiliation… or march back up those stairs and re-join Marcus in her bed… to wake him with her kisses, and the touches he seemed to love so much, and demand he make love to her – and keep making love to her, until this ache in the pit of her stomach was gone forever! The kettle boiled for a moment,. "The previous two days had passed too quickly for his liking. They spent Monday at her house for Labor Day. He got to know her parents a little better and did all the proper oohing and aahing over her dad's antique Camaro, which was almost show-quality. She had to go to class and work on Tuesday. He treated all four of his housemates to a nice dinner out then returned home and snuggled on the couch with Bailey.They spent both nights together in his bed. Although they never went any further than. Of courseI didn’t resist. As she sucked my tongue I felt herhands, both hands undoing my belt and opening mytrousers, a button, and then the fly, and then thoselong, limber fingers found the top of my briefs, whichwere bulging to the point of failure and were very wet. She ran a finger inside and touched the head of my cock,it was very sticky with pre-cum which had not stoppedflowing from the moment she had touched me, it seemedlike days ago. That touch snapped my head back, I was. My large breasts swayed. They were large and pillowy. My back arched. I rubbed my lower back while my toes flexed, a sudden nervous swell sweeping over me.“Let’s do this,” Stefani said, such joy bursting on her youthful face. We were in our twenties, but she still had that girlish face I fell in love with when we were in high school.She seized my hand and pulled me into the shower. I stepped over the sliding door’s track and onto the slip-resistant flooring (Clint wanted no accidents). It was a.