She was shocked, which was a novelty for Cassie. It was the best three seconds she could remember. Pete pulled back, embarrassed.“Sorry. I’m so......”Cassie stepped forward and kissed him. She was slower and gentler. After she stepped back, they stood there staring at each other until goofy smiles broke out. Pete took her hand again and they walked to the late busses.*****“Look, I don’t need the exact score. Just tell me who’s going to be ahead at the half and who’s going to win.”“Grandpa, it. As my tongue fucks her pussy, one hand plays with her clit, as another couple of fingers push into her ass and start fucking her. As I continue fucking her she begins moaning and writhing, grabbing the bed cover as her hips buck as she screams as her orgasm ravages her body. She moves over to the side of the bed and goes into her bag, pulling out a large dildo“What? I come prepared” she said, as she began sucking on the dildo.She props herself up on the pillows, giving me a great view as she. ‘Finally,’ I thought to myself. ‘Now I’ll finally know where Cheyenne is.’ I felt the blood drain from my face when I read the note. I clutched the note in my fist. ‘Fuck me.’ I raced up into the bedroom and into the closet and grabbed a sweater and jerked it on. I raced to the front door and grabbed my car keys and ran all the way down the stairs into the underground parking garage. I cursed myself for living in New York and wanting to drive anywhere on a Saturday afternoon. While I was. Pippa’s still talking but I don’t care what the words are anymore because I can feel the smooth pads and finely filed nails of her fingertips easing apart my soft, alabaster thighs; forcing my short, tight skirt to ride indecently up their flesh and exposing my sodden, rose pink, gently pulsing pussy to her attentive gaze and even more attentive caresses.Ooopps! It looks like I must have forgotten my panties yet again. How remiss of me.I moan into my black, rubber, dick gag; saliva escaping.