Over dinner, he discovered that I was a small town girl, with small town goals. I discovered he was a city boy turned somewhat country, due to followi...ng his job around. Our small town was almost directly in the middle of the two cities he did most of his business dealings with, even though they were both more than an hour away. ‘So what make you pick the name ‘Sheer Pleasure’ for your shop?’ he asked, about halfway through dinner. ‘Sex sells.’ I laughed. ‘No, it’s actually spelled ‘shear’, as. Abergale suddenly felt very claustrophobic and her pulse sky rocketed till she could feel her heart pounding on the inside of her chest. Still her fingers rubbed her pussy harder and harder her body responding to every stroke of her fingertips. As she continued Abergale found it harder and harder to breath. Just relax into it, she though, just relax.She opened her eyes wide but could hardly see a thing as the night sky had turned black with the storm clouds that blotted out the light of the. I laid back and pulled him cock first into my ready hole, guiding each inch of his shaft into my eager, moist crack. His hips began thrusting quickly and mine bucked back as we fucked like a****ls. His cock felt good as he pumped me and our tongues filled each others mouths while we kissed hungrily. His car was bouncing as he pounded my pussy with his rock hard cock and we both grunted with each thrust. His long pole was driving deeply into my slippery pussy as I wrapped my legs around him. With her shoulder length brown hair, always so glossy and luxurious; the generous and inviting mouth which gently promised such forbidden, carnal pleasures. Oftentimes I would find myself daydreaming during a lecture, wondering what it would feel like to press my lips against hers. I imagined the soft texture of her lips, with a gentle, darting kiss which would blossom into a deeper, hungrier embrace. Her hands would reach around my neck and pull me in closer; taking solace from me and.