“Do you want to hear what we have been up to the last couple of days?” Carson nodded and listened avidly to Bette’s story. She did tell him that... he had to keep it secret but then he didn’t think anyone would believe him without meeting the young couple anyway.Meanwhile, Gazza was walking into the agency that hired out help. “I need a full-time carer for a very sick friend of mine,” he told the woman, whom he thought was the receptionist.“How long do you need one for? And do they need a. He looked quite sexy with his ripped abs and toned muscles. I waved at him as he stared back blankly, his mouth a gaze. What was wrong with him? I wondered as I smiled back awkwardly. He didn't move, just stood there with his top off, jeans hanging from his hips, a strange look on his face."Oh shit!" I jumped, quickly realizing why he was staring. I ducked down under the window, creeping back to the stairs and running up as fast as I could. I was still wearing the dress! my mind raced. shit,. ”Pretty much the second he was out of the room she had me out of the booth and pressed up against the cleanest part of the wall. She moved fast. Her tongue was in my mouth before I even opened it. A stunned second later, when I met her kiss both our tongues entwined. We were making out with an intensity well remembered, but not practiced in years.Moments later, her hands were under my skirt, furiously pulling my underwear down, but just far enough that she could gain access to my very wet, very. She was wearing nothing under her skirts and with both hands he gripped her ass, lightly lifting her, testing her weight to see if he could lift her completely.She rested back on the trunk and made it easier by bending her knees. Instinctively, this young woman who had no previous sexual experience worth mentioning lifted her legs. She pulled at his garment, undoing it to the point his cock was bare and exposed. He lifted her level up to where his cock was nosing at her pussy. The wetness.