The little girl behind the counter gave a quick glance my way and laughed. She knew. I have never been more ashamed than I was in that single moment ...of time. My stomach bottomed out and I felt sick. Every alarm in my head was blaring and I couldn’t get out of there fast enough. I had been caught. I ran home like the frightened little girl I was and tried to forget those fifteen seconds of my life. I knew that barista saw the lust and greed in my expression. Why on earth did I bite my lip? Am I. I came close to living out this fantasy once, I'll write about it in the pages to come later. Eric and I worked at the same place and would work the same shifts and run into each other from time to time. I couldn't help but think about the huge, thick, perfect cock he had hiding in his pants. Even though I had only held it and sucked it for a few moments that one night in that parking lot, I was hooked.It wasn't more than a few days later that I found myself calling him and asking if I could. As she reached Clara’s wet mound she separated the lips fully opening her pink moistness and then Dora herself groaned with anticipated pleasure. The tip of her tongue touched Clara’s center and her sweet liquid gushed into her mouth. Dora was prepared for the quick release and she licked at the silky lips, losing herself in the feeling of Clara’s beautiful hot body. She flattened her tongue and stroked Clara’s center up and down firmly enough that she could feel it on her clit. She drove Clara. A television. I was sitting on a couch watching a television. My arm was around something soft and warm. Knowledge comes into my brain dream memories of who I am and where I am. I'm myself, sitting in Kari's apartment, she is apparently the cute little brunette next to me on the couch. No other memories flood my brain.She turned to me expectantly , seeming to pause thinking about what she was about to say, waiting for the right moment."I found something today I want to show you," she said.