The Trip

[Dartagnan]

I could not believe I had been chosen to pitch the new marketing strategy to our most important clients. As I gathered the required materials from my desk and office files, my thoughts were a day ahead of me. Along with my chance to boost my career, I was also given the chance to visit old and dear friends who lived in Denver. Tom and Tami had been friends of mine since I first met him in school. He was a great teacher who had taken me under his wing and helped me not only pass all my art classes but learn an appreciation that would have gone totally undiscovered. I think he was disappointed that I had pursued my degree in business but he never let on. They had a son about my age so I tried very hard to not allow my success come between them. From the letters exchanged over the years, it appeared that their relationship with him had grown quite strained, I never commented on it in my replies. They also had a daughter, she was very young the only time I had seen her and I doubted she even remembered me. My only mind picture of her was the dark curly hair that peaked out of a book or the light eyes that shown from behind her mother’s leg the one time I was in her presence. I looked forward to renewing my friendship with them all.

The plane touched down with a jolt, waking me from a rare nap. I was surprised at my ability to actually fall asleep on the flight from Portland to Denver. After collecting my carryon and finding my way to the gate, I found Tami waiting there. A quick hug and we were off to her car. Tami had always been a very no nonsense woman and she immediately let me know the bad news. Tom needed to attend an out of town seminar and of course, with his limited physical ability, her presence was also required. They were leaving later that night and would be gone for the entire length of my visit. I immediately offered to stay in a downtown hotel for my business, but of course she would have none of that kind of talk. “You will have the house mostly to yourself, Jennifer will be there of course, but her schedule is very busy and I am sure privacy will not be a problem at all.” Jennifer was their daughter, I wondered what kind of woman she had grown up into as we made our way to the suburbs. I was of course disappointed that I was not going to be able to catch up with my dear friends but not having to deal with the hassle of a hotel was a welcome relief in my busy schedule. Less than an hour after arriving at the house, we were saying goodbye and they were off to the airport. Tami had given me the tour of the house and made sure I understood where all the essentials were, fresh towels, food, and of course the guest bedroom. I made a note as to the other rooms in the house, the study/computer room and of course Jennifer’s room. After unpacking and sitting in the study reviewing a few of the documents from my sales pitch, I heard the door and the sound of company. I decided to go reintroduce myself to Jennifer. I had heard her mother talking to her on the phone earlier, explaining who I was and that I would be staying at the house for several days while they were gone so I was certain my presence would not startle her. As I walked the hallway, I did not realize it would not be Jennifer that would be disturbed by our meeting.

Her eyes looked up as I walked in…

 

[Silverlily]

Damn impatient newbies...

OCC: You are evil, absolutely evil my darling.

IC: I remember my mother telling me Patrick would coming to visit. What I didn't remember was how tall he was. My god, but he was gorgeous! Dark hair expertly groomed, very clean-cut, and a body to die for.

I could tell he was equally surpirsed to see me. Why wouldn't he be? I had only been a child the last time he saw me. Now, at 19, I was a woman, a pretty good looking one too. I felt my face flush slightly as I tried to greet him in a steady voice. "Hello Patrick, it's been a while. How has life been treating you?"

 

[Dartagnan]

But enjoying every minute...

I almost stumbled as I turned the corner. There before me was a striking beautiful young woman, no trace of the little girl behind her mom's dress. Except those eyes... It was at that moment that I realized that she had said something to me... A quick replay in my mind. "I am very well Jennifer. I see you are the same. I cannot believe what a beautiful young woman you have become. I would have never recognized you." I could see the blush rise in her chest and cheeks...

 

[Silverlily]

I was completely tongue-tied, so much for looking grown up. I remembered Patrick as being big, but standing in my doorway was a god of a man. He had to be at least 6'5" and had wonderfully broad shoulders. A neatly trimmed moustache played with his upper lip. I wondered if it tickled during a kiss.

Surprised that I was thinking of Patrick in that way, I was also more than a little turned on. Getting up from my bed, I stood and stretched, deliberately arching my back to show off my long legs and firm bottom. Sliding past him at the door, I told him, "I'm expecting a friend over this evening, but you're more than welcome to join us. In the meantime, I heading to the kitchen for a snack, can I get you anything? Something to eat, a cold beer? Something else perhaps?"

I was shocked at my obvious attempts at being flirty, but something about Patrick was driving me to it. I had been with boys from school, but he was a man, one I found myself wanting to please.

 

[Dartagnan]

I hadn't been this tongue-tied since I was a teenager. Not only was Jennifer a beautiful young woman but unless my senses were WAY off, she was flirting with me and tempting as hell. I could not help but notice her body as she stood up from the bed, the way her breasts pushed against her t-shirt when she stretched, and her long legs made nothing short of a perfect ass of themselves. Her offer of a beer was most welcome and just as I started to respond, she added the part about 'something else'. I swear she almost winked at me when she did. I could feel her smile as she walked away from me down the hall. The motion of her hips perhaps a little more than normal. It was a beautiful sight to behold. I could not help but feel a stirring in my pants.

As we walked into the kitchen, she opened the refrigerator to retrieve two beers for us. I moved up close behind her as she leaned in. I softly put my hands on her waist as I looked over her shoulder, my hips directly behind hers and touching enough for her to feel me there. Her ass was directly in contact with my hardening cock. I did not push hard against her, if I was reading this wrong, I certainly didn't want to get tossed out of the house of my friends. I felt her shiver as I reached past her, letting my breath cross her exposed neck as I spoke. "I think I'll have this." The last word was timed with my hand on the beer and a slight harder contact with my hips against her.

 

[Merelan]

OOC:
Maria, 19 years old, senior with Jennifer at the local high School. She stands 5'6" long brown hair, grey eyes and is a perfect size ten. Though she wished her breasts were more like Jennifers. Rounder and more womanly. Hers were smaller, but firm. Jennifer is the only one of Maria's friends that her parents let her visit, because Jennifer is a nice girl. or so her parents think. Maria's parents are very Catholic, and very snobbish. They only want to see their only daughter happy, as long as it suits their wants and needs. Maria isn't even allowed to attend after school activities, as there are boys there, and they might get ideas.

IC:
When Jennifer had called earlier and told her that her parents were going out of town and that an old family friend was staying there with her, Maria should have told her parents. She was still shaking at the thought of her disobediance to them. It would mean a confession Saturday, but Maria was so bored. And it wasn't like they were going to be alone. This friend would be there, an old friend.
But still, she felt guilty. She better call and tell Jennifer she couldn't make it. Jennifer would be angry, but hopefully, she would understand. She was so much smarter then Maria. Everything came so easy to Jennifer. And her parents were wonderful, and so cool. She dialed without even thinking, cuddling into a chair in her bedroom, as she waited for her to pick up.

 

[Silverlily]

Patrick's whisper against the back of my neck made my nipples harden. Turning my head so that our lips were practically touching, I questioned, "Are you sure that's what you're looking for?" I had felt his hard cock pressed against me and knew I was turning him on.

Standing up with my back pressed against his chest, I pretended to struggle with the beer cap. "Help me?" I asked, looking up at him over my shoulder. I didn't hand him the bottle, leaving him no choice but to put his arms around me and twist the cap off. Taking the beer, I turned, stood on my toes, and kissed him on the cheek. "Thank you," I purred.

The jarring ring of the phone startled me enough that I nearly dropped my beer. Excusing myself, I picked it up. "Hello?" It was Maria telling me she couldn't make it.

"What, are you crazy? My parents are out of town, you caught that part, right?" Noticing Patrick looking at me strangely, I smiled and took the phone into the other room. "Maria, we won't be here alone, a friend of my father's is here. You feel guilty? Oh no, no, no. Listen, you are being silly. We aren't going to do anything wrong, just hanging out, like usual. Oh for Pete's sake, Maria, we will have adult supervision. You act like we aren't adults ourselves."

As we talked, I wondered if I should tell Maria how hot Patrick was. Nah, I decided, that would only make things worse.

 

[Merelan]

I listened to her excuses, why I should come over, and knew she was right. It was time I had a little fun on my own. And what could happen anyways? Besides, she sounded a bit "off" and I worried that even though she was my big, brave friend, she might be kinda worried about staying alone. Ugghh. Not alone. That was it. I bet their houseguest was pestering her. I bet he was one of those old types that think they know everything. With her parents gone Jennifer would be at his mercy.
Normally her parents friends were really cool, but since they didn't even stick around to be with this one, I guessed I was right.
"Okay Jennifer. But don't ever let my parents know. How about I pick up Chinese food and we do our nails and stuff and stay up all night talking?"
She agreed to the Chinese, telling me to get enough for three. Great, that meant he would be there. Just what we needed. Well, it was my fault now. I had told her I would come over.
I showered and got my stuff together. Normally I was more careful with my looks, but since it was just Jennifer, and the guest, I didn't bother. Besides, it made it easier to leave the house when I wasn't wearing makeup and was dressed casual. Well, casual for me. I wasn't allowed to wear jeans or shorts. So I had to settle for and old skirt and sweater that was comfy. I would change into something of Jennifers when I got over there. I just pulled my hair up in a ponytail, pulled on my socks and shoes and left. Or tried to.
My Dad caught me at the door. He looked ready to give me that "Where are you going and how to behave lecture" when I cut him off.
"Don't worry Dad. I am just staying with Jennifer for the weekend. I will call you when I get there. I am picking up Chinese so it will be about an hour. okay?" I tried to give him a quick kiss. But he pushed me away, again. Ever since I started "growing" he wouldn't let me touch him. Saying it was wrong and could give impure thoughts. I knew what he meant, but geesh, I was his daughter! he agreed that I would call him by six, helped me carry my bag to the car and turned and walked away. Not even a wave. I watched him go back inside, hoping, that, just this once, he would turn and wave. But that would mean public affection, and that wasn't allowed either. There were so many things I wasn't allowed to do, that sometimes, when I was alone, or with Jennifer, I just wanted to scream and do all the wild crazy things that went through my head.
Oh well. I slowly drove off to get the Chinese and then to Jennifers.

 

[Silverlily]

I walked back into the kitchen and apologized for the interruption. "That was my friend, Maria, she's on her way over. You'll like her; she can be a lot of fun once she loosens up a bit. Oh, by the way, she's bringing dinner. I assume you like Chinese?"

Hopping up on the counter to finish my beer, I inquired about Patrick's job and how he liked marketing. While we were making small talk, I noticed he kept rubbing his neck. "Let me guess," I laughed, "You had a window seat and got stiff neck from trying to fit in such a small space. Follow me." Leading him into the family room, I motioned for him to sit down in a low backed armchair. Starting at the base of his skull, I moved my thumbs in a circular motion, working out the knots. Moving down his neck and across his shoulders, I kneaded all of the tension from his muscles. Feeling him relax, I ran my fingernails through his hair and down his neck. "Feel better?" I asked.

 

[Merelan]

OOC: I gave her time to wander a bit as I am gone this weekend. I am so sorry. If you need to proceed through the night without me. I can always have an accident with the car or something and be unable to come over till tomorrow. I totally understand, and cannot wait to read what has happened when I get back. Mmmm. Kitty could I have one of those back rubs too? Been spending way to much time here at the keyboard.

 

[Silverlily]

OCC: Absolutely, dear Merelan. Enjoy your weekend, and please no car accidents. We'll manage just fine.

 

[Silverlily]

Just making this thread easier for D'Artagnan to find

Judging by his sighs and deep breathing, Jennifer assumed Patrick was enjoying the massage. Moving her hands down his chest, she massaged his pects with the heels of her hands. "My, what definition you have, you must spend a lot of time in the gym."

Sliding down futher so her hands were now massaging his thighs, she whispered, "Anything you'd like to do before Maria arrives?"

 

[wolfie69]

Patrick jumped at that touch on his thighs. He could not help thinking "This is my friends daughter". He moved to get out of the chair and stammered a reply "Maybe I should get some work done before your friend Maria arrives."

He went back to the study and pretended to work. His mind kept going back to that touch... He felt those hands on his thighs and could only imagne how they would feel on his hard cock....

 

[Dartagnan]

As much as he tried, he just could not get the feeling of Jennifer's hands from his mind. His skin was so alive. Everytime he thought of his friends and their immediate disapproval of his actions with their daughter, their faces dissolved into Jennifer's wonderful body, and those mischievious eyes.

He pushed the work material away, stood, and walked back to the kitchen. Jennifer's eyes lit up as he approached, "Forget something?" she said in a very daring tone as she leaned towards him. All caution to the wind, Patrick took Jennifer into his arms and as he felt Jennifer's body tight against him, his kissed her. He could almost feel the electricity in their lips. The softness of the kiss gave way to hunger... their mouths and tongues searching each other out.

 

[Silverlily]

Jennifer saw the look in his eyes when Patrick walked back into the kitchen. She knew that look, pure lust. When he pulled her into his arms and kissed, she felt her body opening up in ways it never had before. Running her fingers through his hair, she pulled him in closer, her tongue exploring his mouth. Due to the height difference, Patrick lifted her up onto the counter and slid his hands under her shirt.

As his fingers gently kneaded her breasts, Jennifer wondered what her parents would think. Remembering a conversation she had with her mother a while ago, she knew her parents trusted her judgement. Here was a wonderfully handsome man she could trust and completely lose herself in.

A pinch to one nipple brought her out of her reverie. Her shirt was up, breasts exposed and Patrick's mouth was busy sucking her nipples. A moan escaped her lips as she writhed in pleasure. Even if her parents did mind, did she really care?

 

[Dartagnan]

Patrick could not believe the lust that he was overcome by. His heart was pounding in his chest as Jennifer kissed him back. He felt her hands in his hair and heard her moan as he slid his hands up under her shirt. Pulling it up over her head and tossing is aside as he kissed and bit his way down her neck to her heaving breasts. Her breath caught as his hot mouth covered her nipple and sucked it deep into his mouth. His hand came up to her other breasts and began to roll the nipple between his finger and thumb.

He could taste her sweet sweat and his tongue, wide and flat, began to lick the underside of her breast. Each stroke coming up to the tip of her nipple, painting her. She shivered when he took just the tip between his teeth and bit lightly, and when he bit harder, she almost came off the countertop. Her hands were deep into his thick hair, pulling him closer, tighter. Just when she could not take anymore... Patrick began to kiss his way down her stomach. No one had ever done that to her breasts, but the thought of what his intentions were to do as his mouth neared the top of her khaki shorts sent skyrockets throughout her body.

Patrick could not believe it was happening, it was as if he was on the outside looking at the scene before him. But the real sensations of her skin against his lips, the taste of her, the smell of her faint perfume from between her breasts, and the tightness in his own slacks brought him back to reality. He wanted this girl, no... he wanted this woman. He wanted to consume her, and as his kisses reached the top of her shorts, he realized that only a few layers of fabric stood between him and what he desired.

 

[Silverlily]

The delight Jennifer felt when Patrick returned to the kitchen was quickly overshadowed by the pleasure his tongue was causing on her breasts. Leaning back, she undid the top of her shorts, allowing him to get ever closer to his goal. Before he could claim his prize however, she pushed him back and hopped off the counter.

Laughing at the look of confusion on Patrick's face, Jennifer grabbed a handful of his shirt and backed him up to a chair. Unbuttoning his business shirt, she slid the fabric over his broad shoulders and let the shirt fall to the floor. Looking in his eyes, she started undoing his belt and pants. "These cannot be comfortable," she teased as she pushed the slacks to his knees. "Mmm, boxer briefs, my favorite," she purred, pushing him into the chair.

Kneeling before him, she kissed his flat belly, teasing his navel with her tongue. Moving one hand under the material of his shorts, she cradled his balls, while the other hand outlined his hard cock. "Is that all you?" Jennifer asked, smiling wickedly. "Mind if I check?" Dumbfounded, Patrick just nodded. Pulling the boxers down to his thighs, her eyes widened in surprise, "Wow, it is all you." Her hair falling around her face and in his lap, she ran her tongue around the tip of his cock before sliding her mouth down its length.

 

[Dartagnan]

Patrick could not believe what was happening right before him. Here was the grown daughter of a very dear friend with her very talented and warm mouth practically swallowing his entire cock. Patrick had been with many women in his life but none had ever been able to take all of him but Jennifer was very close!! He didn't know who taught her this but whoever it was deserved cannonization.

As her mouth slowly slid up and down on his hard cock, Patrick felt a tremor deep inside. God, it felt so good. He watched Jennifer's hand slide down her body and into her loosened shorts. Her moan on his cock told him all he needed to know that her finger had found a very wet and sensitive clit.

Patrick's cock was getting ready to burst and as good as her mouth felt, there was another place he wanted to fill with his hot cum. He reached into her hair and pulled her head up off his cock. A resounding 'pop' as her mouth left his cock and although she released a soft moan of disappointment, he really didn't care at this point. A hunger had taken over and he knew exactly what he wanted. He reached down and pulled her hand from her shorts and jerked them down. A quick grab of her panties and a loud rip later, she was standing there naked.

 

[Merelan]

I gathered up all the bags and staggered towrd the door, surprised that Jennifer hadn't come out to help. I just went on through the living room into the kitchen, and stopped dead.
I couldn't believe my eyes. Immediately my entire body flushed and the blood flowed from my head. There on the counter was Jennifer, a strange man clasped to her bare breasts as she moaned and ground her hips into him.
Then, even as I watched she jumped down and pushed him to a chair, kneeling quickly and going to her knees. I could only imagine what she was doing. Remembering what she had told me she loved to do. I couldn't move as I watched him react. He was gorgeous, so handsome and strong looking. Yet, he looked down at what she was doing in wonder. Moaning he whimpered and groaned. Suddenly she was standing and he did too. Her body obscured by his as he pulled her shorts down, and with a single yank and rip she stood there naked! Naked with this man. Oh god forgive me, but I wanted to see more. Never before had I felt like this. Not even when that boy at last years youth overnight at the church had pushed me down and kissed me, grinding himself against me till he cried out, then slapping me and telling me thats all I was good for.
Jennifer had explained that he had dry humped me. Then had to explain what that meant. Sometimes I found myself drawn to Jennifer, but knew that was wrong, evil, and so was what I was watching, but ...
I watched them kissing, his hands cupping her ass and grinding it against him.
I dropped the bags and gasped. For I had seen him. They both spun and even in the heat of the moment I saw him try to cover her.

 

[Dartagnan]

Patrick took Jennifer into his arms, his hands sliding down to her ass, pulling her body to his... His cock was rock hard. He reached down, took his cock into his hand and began to rub the head of his cock up and down her wet pussy lips, teasing her as he rubbed her clit. Jennifer's moans were captured in his mouth as their lips met hard and hungry. Just as Patrick placed his cock at the entrance to Jennfer's eager pussy, both of them poised to fulfill the lust that had began to burn within them...

SLAM!! The sudden noise caused both of them to jump as if they had been shot! Patrick whirled around only to see a young girl, woman actually, although her lack of makeup made her seem younger, with long brown hair, grey eyes locked onto them, wearing a simple sweater and skirt. Her bags, obviously the cause of the loud noise, sat beside her. Suddenly Patrick could feel the handcuffs of guilt around him when he realized he had indeed stripped the daughter of his friend and was poised to fuck her with all his might. He turned back to Jennifer, who was still dazed at the interuption. Her nudity immediately struck him as he moved to cover her with the only garment on the counter, his shirt. He was not sure if he had breathed since the noise but his breath burst out of him. He wanted to say something, anything, but as he looked into Jennifer's eyes for help, all he could see was the desire and fire that they had shared only a few moments ago.

 

[Silverlily]

Heeeerrre virgin, virgin.

Jennifer looked up to see her friend Maria standing there white as a ghost. Summoning all of her composure, Jennifer calmly introduced Patrick to Maria, "He was in one of my father's classes at the university and is in Denver to present a marketing plan. Is that dinner? You won't mind putting everything out while we clean up, will you?"

Catching Patrick's eye, she looked down to remind him he was completely naked from the knees up. Draping the shirt over his still erect cock, she boldly walked to her room. Hell, Maria had seen her naked before, at the pool, trying on clothes, why was this any different? Giving Maria the I-will-tell-you-everything-later look, she called over her shoulder, "You are coming, aren't you?"

Reaching her room, she sat down on her bed. Her knees were drawn up to her chest and her feet were apart. She appeared to look the innocent girl, but she knew her pussy was clearly visable. Patrick was right behind her, pants undone and riding low on his hips. Tilting her head to one side and resting it on her hand, she purred, "Where were we?"

 

[Dartagnan]

Feels Awesome!!!!

Patrick stood there in awe at Jennifer's nonchalant attitude at being discovered by who he has been introduced to as Maria. After blurting out a 'Hello', Jennifer hopped up off the counter and beaconed him to her bedroom.

Taking his shirt off his softening cock, he wrapped it around his waist and followed Jennifer's delicious ass to her room. When he walked in and shut the door behind him, he turned and was greeted to an incredible view of Jennifer sitting on her bed, he legs drawn up giving him a terrific view of her still VERY wet pussy. "Where were we?" Is that what she just said?? "Pardon?? Are you kidding me?? What about Maria?"

His cock was reacting to her naked body in front of him as walked to the bed almost in a trance, drawn to her.

 

[Silverlily]

Hehe, was it good for you too?

Jennifer laughed, "Would I kid about a thing like that? Maria won't mind, she'll probably be glad for some time to collect herself. Now come here." Laying back on her side, she smoothed her hand over the bed and added, "Please."

Patrick sat down on the bed and removed the rest of his clothing. Turning and placing one hand on either side of her shoulders, he asked, "Now what?"

Reaching up, she place her hand on his face and slowly traced his lips with her thumb. Looking up into his deep brown eyes, she knew she could get lost in them forever. She laced her fingers across the back of his neck and pulled him closer, whispering, "Kiss me."

 

[Merelan]

I couldn't even speak as Jennifer "introduced" us, then so nonchalantly walked away. At least he looked embarrassed as he hathered his things and left. I sank to the floor, wondering what I should do. I started praying for guidance.
But, I couldn't concentrate. I knelt then, quietly composingmyself, hands folded and head bowed. Trying to pray, trying to relax. But all I could think about was what I had seen.
Her head thrown back, obviously enjoying what he was doing. Her hands gripping his ass to her as she ground into him.
Then the image of him came to my mind, his "thing", cock Jennifer called it, so hard. Sticking out from him like a branding iron. His face, blush red, but his eyes. Those eyes, that even in his confusion at getting caught, took my measure.
I picked up the bags and went into the living room. They must have gone upstairs to change, or... I drove the thought from my mind.
I set out the food on the coffee table, wondering if I should have done it in the dining room. But this was where the two of us always ate. I lit a fire in the fireplace and waited. I got a bottle of wine from the fridge and opened it. My hands were still shaking. I decided a small glass would be okay, to steady my nerves.
I slowly sipped it as I went back into the livingroom. I curled up on the couch and let my thoughts wander, but they kept going back to what I had seen, and how it must have felt. I finished the glass and it had helped steady me, so I poured another. Halfway through it I felt even warmer though and kinda sleepy, must have been the fire. I stretched out, my long legs reaching the end of the sofa. I lay there watching the fire and thinking about them upstairs. They were taking so long that I knew they were together. He was touching her, and those perfect breasts. She was kissing him. Maybe they were nude now. I couldn't stop myself asthe thoughts flowed through me. I had seen pictures and once, with Jennifer, a little piece of a video. It had been of two women and one man. They had laid out one of the woman and the other one was sitting on her face. I wandered how she could breath, but Jennifer laughed. The man had been kissing her, down there, her pussy. My hand wandered to my own. Yes, I knew how to masturbate, Jennifer, as usual, had taught me. Suddenly I knew I had to cum, no matter how naughty and sinful. I slipped one hand inside my panties, feeling how wet I was. The other I reached in and stroked my breasts, lightly pinching each nipple. Soon I was fingering myself, imagining it was me that they were with. Me they were kissing, touching, making love to. My hands grew firmer as I wandered what it would feel like with his cock inside me. I shook my head but was so turned on, and a bit dizzy from wine that I couldn't stop. Soon I was moaning and writhing on the couch as I drove two fingers in and out of my pussy. I pinched a nipple a bit harder and it felt good, painful, but it sent a shiver through me.
Moaning out loud I begged them to take me. Make love to me. Soon my body was shuddering through the most incredible orgasm. Over and over the waves took me. I think I must have blacked out because I came too still trembling, the exquisite pleasure still taking control of me. I lay back, slowing my motions. Closing my eyes I reached to push the hair out of my eyes and could smell myself on my fingers. Remembering what Jennifer had said, I slowly licked them. Mmmm. a bitter, yet sweet taste. I kept sucking on one, picturing his cock. And slowly drfted off to sleep, unaware that my shirt was partially open and my skirt had ridden up to show my mussed panties.

 

[Dartagnan]

Patrick was drawn to Jennifer's lips. Her mouth was so warm, wet and her tongue so soft. He felt lost as he moved on top of her. His arms taking her body into his... their naked bodies warm together. Jennifer wrapped her arms around him pulling him deeper into her.. opening her legs to him.. wanting..needing to feel him. Patrick's mind was a blur, the only thing in focus was Jennifer, her beautiful body, the hunger in her eyes as they begged him to take her. He started kissing his way down her neck, kissing, licking.. and biting her. Listening to her moans to guide him. His mouth was covering as much of her as he could. Her smell, her taste had completely recharged the lust in him. No longer was he thinking about the interuption but only of the need and desire they had between them.