My panties just didn’t normally get that damp. When we kissed that first time, my whole body was alive with sex. The way my nipples had gone stiff and everything. I kissed Gemma on the cheek as we parted to go to our separate tutorials. I agreed to meet her by the canal on the Saturday. My mind was a blur for the rest of the afternoon. I couldn’t think about anything but Gemma. I can’t even remember what the subject was, English probably. I learned nothing that afternoon. Not academically at least. I was first to arrive at our agreed spot. It was underneath a bridge, which led to a small industrial estate. On Sundays there would be guys with fishing rods, but Saturdays were quiet. I watched her walking down the towpath for three or four minutes in the distance. I knew it was my Gemma straight away from the way she walked. “Hi,” I said, when she joined me. “Hi Danielle." “You look nice,” I said. Gemma was wearing a denim skirt and black hold ups. Her top was pink I think. I remember. “Crawl to me, slowly.” Her order was spoken quietly, but she could just as well have shouted at me, the way my body jerked with desire. I sighed in relief when I could lower a part of my weight onto my arms, and I started to move awkwardly towards her while she took her seat. My long, blonde hair fell over my face and almost touched the floor, a golden curtain which made it difficult to see her. “I will have to braid your hair in the future. It hides your beautiful breasts when you crawl.” A short giggle escaped her and I slowed my movements. “Yes, you will be crawling a lot for me, your body is delicious to watch. But do not dawdle!” Soon enough I was right in front of her and could admire how the blood-red silk contrasted beautifully with her alabaster skin. My fantasies assaulted me again, and images of my tongue covering every creamy inch of these delicious legs with little, loving licks danced at the forefront of my mind. Her hands softly cupped my chin and made me look up. “I.
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