Danny and Jenny chapter eight

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Eventually we managed to drag ourselves away from each other and after she’d helped me downstairs again, I took all the documents from Karen our solicitor, out from the desk where Jenny had filed them and sat down in the kitchen to look them over.I noticed a definite familiarity in the letters between Karen and Jenny and wondered how friendly they’d actually been with each other at school.From what I read, Karen seemed to be doing a bloody good job with our claim for damages etc, she’d included wages lost from work for both of us, stress and trauma, even the cost of replacing the clothes we wore that night, every thing I could have conceivably though of, she’d beaten me to it.It took me quite a long time to read through everything, mainly because Jenny was cleaning up around me and still wearing that bloody mini skirt. She seemed to spend an awful amount of time with the vacuum cleaner, bent over trying to get at invisible specks of dust.”You know Jenny?” I said, as once again I found myself transfixed by the glistening little slit peeking out from under the hemline of her skirt.”What?” she said and switched the cleaner off.”I think you should see the doctor about it.””About what?” she knew I was about to come out with some facetious remark or other, her face was curious but her eyes were laughing.”About your nymphomania.”Taking the flat end of the cleaner off and dropping it to the floor, she ran the long flexible pipe up between her legs and smiled at me.”I don’t know, ‘oh fuck that feels good!’ what you escort beylikdüzü mean,” she giggled, “Oh yes baby.” she drew the pipe out from between her legs and kissed the end lovingly.”Run away with me lover, you can take me anytime you want my darling, I promise I won’t keep you in that little dark cupboard, I’ll…””For Christ’s sake you bloody lunatic, behave yourself.”I suspect that the pipe was about to be re-introduced to the haven between her legs, but the phone rang, and she was still laughing as she picked up the receiver from the table near to where I was sitting.”Hello?””Oh hi Karen.””You have? Wow that was quick.”Reaching over, I slipped a hand beneath her skirt and brushed my fingertips over the soft puffy flesh of her labia.She giggled and opened her legs even wider for me.”What? No, I er, I’m just scratching an itch, that’s all!”Turning her head round, she mouthed, “Bastard.” silently at me, but made no attempt whatsoever to remove my hand.”Sorry.” she grinned and blew me a kiss.”Yes that sounds like a good idea, hang on, I’ll just ask Danny.”Putting her hand over the receiver, she said, “Karen has finished the claim and wants to know if she should bring it down this evening for us all to go over it together.”Using the hand that wasn’t exploring her sweet little cunt, I grabbed my groin obscenely and pursed my lips into the time honoured imitation of a pervert masturbating over a dirty book.”He says yes, that’ll be fine Karen.” and gasped as I eased two fingers escort akbatı into her suddenly dripping wetness.”You bastard.” she said again as she replaced the receiver and pulled away from me, but only so she could unfasten my shorts and free my rapidly growing erection.”Hmm, I wonder what’s brought about this hard on all of a sudden.”Straddling my hips, she lowered herself down onto me and whispered, “Go on then tell me, what got you so hard so quickly?””I’m not sure Jenny,” I laughed as I began moving my hips, “Perhaps it was the same thing that turned your pussy into a fucking swamp.”Her lips mashed against mine and her tongue fought with my own tongue, “Shut up and fuck me,” she moaned, “And I’ll tell you all about it afterwards.”I did and she did.”She was my first love.” she whispered as she stretched out beside me on the couch, skirt still up around her waist and my hand gently caressing the silky flesh of her thighs.”But things had only just started to get interesting when her dad got moved to another posting and she left, I was really sad at the time and cried for ages afterwards.”I seemed to recall the time she mentioned and said so.”Was that when dad stopped your pocket money because you were moping about the house all the time in the summer holiday?””You remembered?” she was genuinely surprised.”Yes of course I remember,” I said quietly, “I was worried sick about you as well as mum and dad you know.”She smiled and laid a hand on mine.”Well she only started at the escort beylikdüzü school six weeks before the end of the term, but I knew as soon as I saw her that she liked girls too, girls can tell these things you know.””Anyway, she didn’t know a soul there, so I sort of took her under my wing and showed her around the place before morning assembly. The head mistress saw that we were getting on well and did a bit of swapping and changing, so that she could room with me. I remember her taking hold of my hand and squeezing it in the head’s office, neither of us said anything though, we didn’t need to, we just knew.””Did you sleep together?””Just wait, pervert,” she giggled, “I’m coming to that bit in a minute.””Okay””We sat next to each other in every lesson, and at dinner time we went for a walk in the grounds, I showed her where we could sneak out through the hedge at night to meet the boys from the school up the road and she just said, “Ugh, boys.”“No I don’t bother either, I said and she squeezed my hand”I’m not sure whether Jenny realised it or not, but as she talked, her legs were gradually opening, subconsciously inviting me to stroke the delicious looking wetness between them.”As we turned to go back for the afternoon lessons, we bumped heads and rubbed each others bruise playfully, she said it ever so quietly, so quietly that I didn’t hear it properly and asked her what she’d said, she told me that she’d said I was very pretty and before I knew it we were kissing.Can you believe it Danny, but from the day she arrived until the day we broke up for summer, she never once slept in her own bed, not once? I was totally besotted with her, even in class I’d slip my hand under her skirt when no-one was looking, sometimes she’d stroke her pussy with a pencil and then pass it to me.

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