Sara smiled as she steped forward, taking in the lecture hall as she un zipped her coat.
She shivered a little, her exposed skin still cold from the walk, which she didn't enjoy as much as she suspected Grissom had. Sara, was not built for cold, not at all.
"Let's just unpack the projector and slides, first. We can set up for the microscope display after this lecture. That'll be tomorrow." Grissom said, approaching the boxes. All his noted had been mailed in letter packages, and were labeled for each day. The first thing he did was open his first set of notes, removing them and the slides. Turning back to the boxes, he cocked his head and tried to remember which one the projector was in.
"Do you want to lower the screen?" He asked, motioning to the screen behind him.
Sara helped with the projectore before nodding and standing under the screen.
First and tapped her foot lightly before stretching her arm and trying to pull it.
She was too short.
Looking back at Grissom for a second, she noticed he wasn't watching her, so she jumped a few times and on the last one she took hold of the screen and pulled it down, locking it in place.
"Screen's down." She gave a quick nod at the screen before brushing a curl from her face.
Grissom watched Sara jump for the screen, licking his lips slightly as she did so. He could see her shirt riding up, and the now familiar flesh of her stomach was exposed. He gave a lust filled sigh when he suddenly realized she was speaking to him.
"Uh, yeah. Thanks." He muttered, turning to plug the projector in and set up his slides.
"I can think of nothing that I would enjoy more." He murmured, leaning in and kissing her once more before stepping away from the alcove and letting her out.
Sara shuddered in anticipation and swallowed hard. Breathing gently she took hold of him and ran the head of him through her folds before slipping him in slowly.
"Good..." He mumbled, pressing his head back into the bed and groaning softly. Suddenly his eyes shot open as he realized that they had forgotten the condom. He reached behind his head and desperately fumbled around on the nightstand until his fingers closed on a packet and he shoved it towards her.
"Probably the same amount of times I've sat at home and stroked myself off thinking of your lips around me cock." He whispered in her ear, licking a tendon along her neck and nuzzling her gently.
Comments 442
She shivered a little, her exposed skin still cold from the walk, which she didn't enjoy as much as she suspected Grissom had. Sara, was not built for cold, not at all.
"Where should I start?" She asked him.
Reply
"Do you want to lower the screen?" He asked, motioning to the screen behind him.
Reply
First and tapped her foot lightly before stretching her arm and trying to pull it.
She was too short.
Looking back at Grissom for a second, she noticed he wasn't watching her, so she jumped a few times and on the last one she took hold of the screen and pulled it down, locking it in place.
"Screen's down." She gave a quick nod at the screen before brushing a curl from her face.
Reply
"Uh, yeah. Thanks." He muttered, turning to plug the projector in and set up his slides.
Reply
Reply
Reply
Reply
Reply
Reply
"I want you to ride me. Slow and deep until you scream my name." He growled, running his hands up her thighs.
Reply
Reply
Reply
Reply
Reply
Reply
Reply
Reply
Reply
Reply
Reply
Leave a comment