And now shewould learn, about passion. "They are mainly Victorian items in my collection," he told her, as theyreached the end of the corridor and beg...an to mount a final shallow flight ofstairs. "The Victorians were not the dull people they are sometimes made outto be," he continued, as he produced a key and slipped it into the lock. "Theytoo had their secrets, their passions, their dark desires." "Really?" she said, stifling a yawn behind her hand as she waited for himto turn the key. "Oh yes,. Suddenly she seemed to be making a flying change: her upper hand literally shot to my chest, wandered to my flanks, my neck, my lips. The fingers of her other hand slid out of me almost simultaneously and found my clit.The feeling was overwhelming. Amelie's right hand seemed to be everywhere at once, seemed to find and caressed all of my erogenous zones. And her left hand relentlessly stroked my clit. Finally, the stroking gave way to a circular rub. And the circular rubbing became faster and. Looking at her watch, There was no time to clean up. She snatched her panties up, There cum filled her crotch. Back in to her jeans and heels. She crammed her bra, In her purse. Put her tee shirt on, And zipped up her red hoodie. Out the office door, The patrons of the restaurant clapped and cheered. Out the front door, Walking to her car. " Hey! Hey you!....Stop! " Misty didn't dare turn to look. It was Russ. The school resource officer. She picked up the pace, Wishing she wore her tennis. The guy swore and loosened his grip on her allowing Helen to swing away from him, though he still had a grip her arm which she couldn’t break. Stepping forward until I was just inches from his chest I drove the heel of my open palm up under his nose as hard as I could. That got his attention, as he shrieked and grabbed his face with both hands. That particular strike can be disabling and can even kill but as I halfway expected it only seemed to enrage him. He threw Helen out of the way with his.