If I had to guess, just out of college. I was a senior in high school so she was a hundred years older than me, or so it felt.Playing with the ring on... her right hand, she pulled it away, revealing a tattoo underneath. Two wavy lines crossing each other. The sight shocked me, I’d seen that image before. She kept playing with the ring, and then letting it slide back to cover the tattoo.My mind was racing as I tried to remember. My body kept swaying with the motion of the subway while I remembered. She had not just accepted his apology, butcomplimented in him in turn. She seemed to actually understand him andthe anguish he had over his deception. As Jonahl arrived back on the roadhis steps had become light, and he actually smiled as he turned onto theroad leading south.***Dela waited until Jonahl's steps had vanished into the forest, then alittle bit extra for safety. After she was sure he was on his way, hercool, calculated expression burst into a fit of excited giggles.Stretching in the. Alexander noticed right away and shot me a warning glare in the mirror. "Slow. Don't clench. Keep going." I almost whimpered. "I can't,"I hushed, and Alex retorted, "You can, darling. Take a breath and keep going." So I did, even though it was really difficult. My clit seemed to be reaching for my fingertip, desperate for more friction, more everything."So here I was, on my knees and with my back against the wall, cornered by this mountain of a man who was holding me up by the roots of my hair.. Downstairs, a CCL officer named Riona changes the channel on TV, looking for something she wants to watch. She’s Irish, pale, freckled, busty, and not paying much attention to the girl with her head up her skirt.That’s Delilah, a gorgeous black girl from Louisiana with such good grades that the university was just dying to have her on a full ride. She’s no good with her tongue, though… that’s why Riona’s so bored. She pulls the Freshman’s face harder into her pussy, flipping channels.Delilah’s.