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Soln. to Ch. 1: Case of the Break-Ins.

He started to slip his fingers out of my pussy. "You have to tell me what you want, little girl or I don't know what to do."

"Finger me, make me cum. Please make me cum."

He smiled against my neck and moved his fingers back into my hole. He had worked his other hand under my shirt to my tits and was pinching my nipples. I straightened up momentarily to pull my top off completely. His lips immediately found my nipples and I cried out at the warmth of his tongue. All I cared about was his fingers in my pussy. They moved with tortured slowness, his thumb snugly pressed against my clit and moving ever so slightly. His fingertips grazed my g-spot and I could hardly catch my breath. He moved his fingers in and out and in again with a twisting of his wrist to create a swirling inside me.

"Cum for me little girl." I felt him bite my nipple softly and move his fingers more quickly. I increased the motion of my hips to meet his strokes. I was taking in ragged breaths and gasping. He slid another finger into me and moved even quicker, his thumb pressed harder and began moving in circles around my clit, every other stroke out of my pussy he would slide his wet fingertips over my clit to get it even wetter.

"Cum little girl, cum so I can make you cum again." His fingers pressed my g-spot and moved against it. I felt my self let go. He was completely supporting my weight and finger fucking me at the same time. I came in an avalanche. My cunt contracted and my hips shook. All I could do was give in to it. Greg kept fingering me slowly. Letting me relax.

When I had calmed down a bit I was amazed at what had just happened. I think I blacked out I came so hard; I blushed and tried to straighten my skirt. Greg stopped my hands and looked into my eyes.

"Are we done, little girl?" he asked me. I could see in his eyes that if we were it was okay, he had enjoyed that as much as I had, but I could feel his dick against my leg and I wanted it.

I kissed him softly without breaking eye contact and shook my head, "No, we aren't done yet." My arms moved around his neck, down his shoulders to his waist. I started to pull his shirt off. He had very little hair on his chest, but enough to show he was a mature man. It was also obvious this was a guy who worked out, his stomach was flat and his chest and arms were well defined, but not bulky. I unsnapped his Levi's and slid them down his narrow hips. He was not wearing anything under his jeans and I was impressed by the wang the stood out at me. It was not necessarily long, maybe six inches, but it was thick. I kissed his chest and moved down to my knees, kissing my way down his body to help his out of his jeans completely.

His cock was right in front of my face and I let it rub against my cheek. When he stepped out of his jeans I let my hands wander up his legs to his inner thighs. My hands came together and I moved my hands up and down his cock. My tongue slid against his balls. His hands moved to the back of my head and I ran my tongue around the head of his dick continuing the movement of my hands up and down the shaft. I could barely get my mouth over the head of his cock, but I did my best.

"Stand up, little one." His voice was ragged. I let his cock slip out of my mouth and I stood up. It was his turn to undress me. Since I had removed my top earlier he only had my short skirt to deal with. He easily slid it down over my hips and let it fall to the floor. Again he took a step back and just looked at my body.

"Hop up on the table.

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