Let’s get you upstairs out of this heat and get you a Coke.’ He led off toward an apartment house one block over and toward the station. Sara Wood... knew then that he had known he was being followed almost from the time he had been in front of the station. He walked up the flight of stairs, took out a key and opened the door to number 7, and walked in. He turned the thermostat on the air conditioner down, way down. He put his gym bag in the hall closet, and went into the kitchen. He poured two. ’ Emma sucked a breath in through her nose. Her jaw slackened. It was a strange sensation but she felt a near overwhelming compulsion to agree. Fifteen years of marriage to David had seen one brief affair, and he admitted to the same during a mutually agreed baring of souls, a time they had both agreed to admit their transgressions without blame. Then another stumble, another one-night-stand, caused by boredom and complacency, probably, had led them to the point where they were experimenting,. At one moment Cindy acted like a young girl while a few minutes later she acted like a grown woman. I knew I wanted to take it slow, but would she understand that I wasn't rejecting her? I had meant to sit and talk with her about us, our relationship, but there had been no time and here we were in bed together. It wasn't like the innocence of the previous evening, because we had been intimate in the morning and she had even spoken about repeating that experience. Spoken of it with pleasure, as. "I lick you fingertips, dragging my tongue slowly along your long index finger. I lap at the white stickiness, sucking your fingers into my mouth so I can lick them clean as I swallow your cum. I can feel you still hard inside me as I shift my hips experimentally. 'Baby?' I ask." Yes, baby girl? I lean forward and nuzzle your neck, pressing little kisses against your throat as I get harder inside your tight, sticky passage. "'I want to...' I hesitate, burying my face in your throat." What is.