Paige licked the remaining cum of her lips and savored the taste. This drove her crazy. Oh god Bill!!!! Oh god just take me! Dont make a lady wait. P...aige pleaded. Bill lifted his head up from her neck. Dont worry you wont mind waiting after this. He said After what? She said. It was to late her nightie was off in a flash. He started kissing her nipples as she started moaning like a slut. Mmmmm baby thats it. Suck on my nipples. Fuck baby make me your dirty little bitch. She said Bill moved. At work, she also wore thick-rimmed glasses that highlighted her bright blue eyes and lent her an air of professionalism. From her experience, people do judge a book by its cover. Stuart walked in with a thick file folder. Olivia Meyers was scheduled for 3 pm, and Marilyn needed to do one last review of the file before the appointment. Stuart set the file down and came around the desk. He gripped Marilyn's tense shoulders with strong hands and began deeply massaging her knots. Leaning in toward. We would walk hand-in-hand through his house to his back bedroom, fifteen feet of rooms and hallways to muffle the sounds of what actually happened back there. He had a TV and an Xbox in his room, well-equipped by my standards, and so we hung out back there at first under the pretence of gaming and nerding out. Like I said, "at first." Over a couple weeks, we migrated to cuddling on his bed watching a movie, hitting first, then second base. After the movie ended he'd drive me home and we'd make. I don’t stop. Can’t stop. Won’t stop fucking her. She arches into me, my lips finding her bared neck. I move faster, harder, the sound of my ins and outs filling the stillness of the air, only rivaled by the hoarse gasping of our moans. Head back, eyes closed, she grinds against me, her smooth, hardly dry legs clutching me by the small of my back. My hand finds a fistful of her dark hair, a gentle tug bringer her face level with mine. ‘Open your eyes. I want to see it.’ And she does. Probably.