The drive home is a short one, but tonight I aim my car for the apartment in the city, my home away from home when I want to play. The hour long commu...te gives me time to ease out of the staid, good girl persona that is required of all southern ladies in my home town, and into full blown sex kitten mode. Visions of hot, sweaty bodies writhing in ecstasy fill my head, and when a particularly graphic scene shows up in my mental movie, breathless laughter escapes my lips. It has been TOO long. My life is drastically changing. Im experiencing so many new adult things and punk rock seems to be the focus for all this. Raw and wild/ just like my emotions. *Can you no ask your Mum for mair cola?* asks Jan nodding at the Bacardi bottle. She absentmindedly scratches a nail beneath the knicker-elastic at the top of her leg. Weve just about finished the Bacardi off and theres nothing left to mix it with. I shake my head. *None left.* I pick her leather jeans up from the bed. *Can I try these. I was savoring her every drop and soon, somehow, she had slippedher feet under me and was giving me one of the most extremely pleasingfoot jobs ever. The satin smooth flesh on the soles of her feet, thedelicate and erratic tickling her toes gave my shaft and my balls,combined to shove me deep into the world of utter and grateful disbelief.Her foot massage slowly terminated as her hips lifted higher and higher,signaling to me that my mouth and tongue was hitting all the right spotsfor her. Our. Then on to her panties. The tips of my fingers slipped beneath the band and touched her wet pussy. She moaned again as I parted her lips and pinched her clit between my thumb and forefinger.She continued to moan and writhe about. I slide a finger inside of her cunt and she bucked. In and out it slid. And I would go in deep and wrap my finger around her pubis bone and play with her G spot. I kept that up until she came. Then inserted another and then another until she came twice more. Then I.