“Tomorrow. What are your plans? You were going to Sheffield?”“Yes. I need to ring Icomsec tomorrow and arrange to see Mister van Walters. What I... do will depend on when he’s available.”“Oh.” Pause. “Can I be on top again this time?” Said with a demure smile.“I think that sounds like a perfectly wonderful idea. Just so long as we leave the light on.”The smile turned into a beam; she stood, reached out a hand, took mine, and pulled me to my feet.Shower. Sixty-nine. Dora playing cowgirl until her. To which I replied that I was stripping and mentioned that watching me should have given him a raging hard stiffy by now. He said no and when I asked why he just pointed to his book. Cue the eyeroll. his reply, "What? you married me. you knew I was a nerd." insert laughter from us both. it is one of the reasons I like him though, hes not always consumed with getting laid.an hour later after he finished that book entirely, we tried the grapefruit thing that's overtaking the internet. (with an. "Come on, just put your head on my little tummy." she said in a sweet voice. I don't know why, but I did. I put my ear on her stomach just above her crouch and looked right in the eye at Tom's monster; it looked even bigger from this angle. I was completely at the mercy of a teenager."Please don't." I mumbled as I felt the warming heat from Jennifer's stomach and her hands caressing my hair holding my head in place. I was desperate. She would never be the same after him. Tom laughed. "Now watch. I shake my head, mumble 'paranoia' and turn to walk out.As I'm walking out, my lights turn out and somebody grabs my hand. They pull me back into my room and slam the door. They push me up against the back of the door and kiss me, fully, running their fingers through my mess of curls. By now, I know it's a man, but I'm truly too shocked to react.He begins to run his hands up and down my body, trying to slide his tongue into my mouth and I try to push him away. He presses my hands into the door.