He intermittently let his tongue trace the length of her pussy, careful to avoid her glistening clitoris. Removing his hands from beneath her buttocks..., he slid them under her knees and up her sides and gently grasped her breasts, still moist from her exertions. David softly kneaded them alternately, and grasped each nipple in turn gently pinching one, then the other, between his thumbs and forefingers. As she began to feel her arousal quickening, she sighed, "Please fuck me. Fuck me hard!". In a short span of time, his feelings about Leon had gone from curiosity to unease to outright fear. He only hoped it didn't show too much. The guy was for real and John understood clearly that this might be his last chance to derail this situation. And that he had better do it fast. "I think you should leave now Leon....please," he said, cringing when he heard his own voice. His words had a hollow, weak sound, a sound that betrayed his most basic fears. Fears that were growing worse by the. “Salud,” he said, his gaze meeting hers and they both took sips. Then he stood up and walked over to his wall, and started taking down the long floor length mirror. He positioned it and propped it in the middle of the wall, overlooking the middle of the bed. She looked at him questioningly. He merely smiled and whispered, “Wait.” Then he went and stood behind her and pinned up her hair with what remained of her hair pins. He turned her to look at the mirror. “This is your first lesson,” he. Getting ready for work was a chore and it was hard to concentrate all day. They met up at her favorite place. It was a local dance club/bar. They had cheap drinks and good music. She was telling Patty about her feelings and Patty told her it was the seven year itch. Okay that made sense to her. Just then her eyes drifted across the bar to a guy in the corner. Could it be? Could be him after all these years? She explained to Patty what she saw. Patty told her to go talk to him so she.