She made no attempt to stop me, so I lingered for but a moment and left. “Bummsville, what are we gonna do now?” I replied as I chuckled and got up. Was it all real or just some crazy fever dream? It didn’t take long for her to realize that the truth mattered for very little as it would be her word against mine and she truly didn’t know whom he would side with. Her immediate reaction was to try and push my head away as I licked her furiously, but that vain effort proved useless and her pushing hands were quickly replaced by fingers coursing through my hair and digging into the back of my head. Was it all real or just some crazy fever dream? I stared down at her; her tits showing clearly through what I suppose could be called a blouse, her curves showing clearly through the tight mini skirt she wore with it. Her anger lessened momentarily as I asked her if she was ok, but this momentary lapse was short lived. The entire day, through hollow conversation and no veil at all, I hung with my friend as if nothing had even happened.
