‘Fuck that, I want you.’ Emma was smiling to herself as she caught up with Janice walking down the corridor. “Are you going for a drink?” Aske...d Janice. Emma smirked, “Not tonight, I have something planned,” she replied. Both women said their goodbyes, and both smiled to themselves as they parted.* Emma did exactly what Matt wanted. She dressed smartly and sexily. She was going to show him a good time. She thought of how all this had developed over the last few weeks, how she had got to know. I also made an arrangement for their traveling. I had only one day to spend some time with my parents and that was on Saturday. It was also the day my dad had to return to the native. So we had dinner at 7:30 pm and then I went to drop my dad whose bus was to depart at 8:30 pm. When I returned home after dropping my dad, it was 9 pm. As I was tired, I went to my bedroom, became naked and slept. I usually sleep naked when I am alone.The next day morning when I woke up, it was 9 am already and my. Yet still she felt agitated, like there was a rising pressure inside her, ready to burst forth at any moment. She realized that she was wet, and not because of the humidity. She looked up at Sleethe with imploring eyes.“I think ... I need to...” She shook her head violently, trying to compose herself, as if she could somehow dislodge the obtrusive thoughts through the motion alone. Sleethe gazed down at her with his yellow eyes, blinking with his nictating membranes, and then he took her by the. He had been together with his girlfriend for almost 3 years now, but the sex never got any worse.Slowly his hand started to move lower and lower, to the bellybutton and beyond, where they finally reached some hair. He rested his hand there for a while, stroking her hair that felt more like the fluffy fur of a puppy than the rough stubbles he would always get and shave off.Only a tiny distance away from her pussy his hand started shaking, and he felt the heat increasing by every 1/16 inch he was.