I was still worried how she’d take hearing from me, but after creating a simple message to recognize her work experience, I hit send. Looking at each other, I smiled and then pulling her close, holding her, I asked, “Are you okay?”
Seeing her nod and then giving me a smile she leaned up to kiss me. She was so tight or maybe she was tense, in either case, it was difficult. I became scared, thinking I overstepped, but after a little bit, I got a message back saying, “What are you thinking.”
Immediately, I searched for what to do or where we could meet up, and knowing she lived farther away now, I looked at restaurants closer to where she lived. She was wet and the mustiness of her pussy was a turn on, and as I continued to lick at it, flicking her clit, I wanted to be in her. I know she had to feel it, it was a lot, and when I stopped and we kissed I asked, “Are you okay?”
Looking at her, she smiled and as she moved her arm up to hug me she said, “Yea, that was great.”
Holding her too, I again kissed her, and then scooting down, I let my cock slip out of her.
