Then she said not today i am getting late will see tomorrow.My Full Sunday Went dreaming about her and how I am going to fuck her. I was waiting eager...ly for the next day morning my bell rang and it was around 7.15 earlier than usual and i opened the door and there she was standing in all her glory. I let her in and pinched her cheeks she just stood looking with lust in her eyes. Then she went about doing her regular work. After she finished her work she slowly came to the hall and was waiting. " "Just grab it," I pleaded.Slowly she wrapped her hand around the shaft and held on. "rub up and down, like this," I said jerking off the air in front of my face. "No!" she said. But her curiosity was getting the better of her and she started moving her hand slowly. As she did I put my hand on her tanned thigh. I wanted to just rip those shorts right off her. Because of Tori I tended to think of Cassy as a little kid. It was hard to remember a lot of the time that she was actually older than. We’d met at a club and she’d come back with me to my hotel room. She said she was a student at Paris University but I didn’t care who or what she was, she was so gorgeous and she wanted me. We made love until well into the early hours, her firm, young, delightful body enjoying my mouth as I explored every inch. We brought each other to fulfilment many times with fingers, tongues and lips, waking late to a more leisurely lovemaking. We’d parted with a final kiss knowing it was just one night of. There must be a hundred strangers standing in twenty square meters of carriage, pressed more closely than is comfortable with loved ones but none make eye contact or speak. A change in the electric hum of the motors heralded an approaching station and the throng around her bustled with mumbled 'excuse me' and 'thankyous' as people shuffled for position near the door. She found herself pushed more centrally and spying a free leather strap she grabbed it more for security than for need. The doors.