I hate the hassle of changing departments. Do you know what I am? Xxx I feel my cheeks flushing as rub myself against you, begging for more. I feel your warm breath as it runs across my neck before your lips teasingly brush up against mine. “So, is it okay if I sit with you when I transfer out here? “So, is it okay if I sit with you when I transfer out here? I’m biting my lip, waiting for you to do anything to alleviate the insatiable desire I have building in my body. My breath catches and comes out in a soft sigh. My lips are covered in a deep red lipstick, perfectly juxtaposed to my bright blue eyes. After weeks of your merciless teasing, of your endless stolen touches that drive me wild, you tell me it’s time.
