"Don't."
"Okay, okay, we just ran with different crowds. Oh damn, I think she saw me," Johnny said slipped back into the shop.
"She's crossing the street Johnny."
"Oh hell, I might as well get this over with," he replied, brushing past his friend to step out onto the cobblestone street. "Meridith, hi, what a surprise to see you. How have you been?"
"Hi John, I was just doing a little shopping."
"You are really looking great," he replied, letting his eyes gaze up at her face, then her neck and take a quick peek down at her cleavage.
Oh I remember those breasts, how the nipples would perk up so hard. It used to turn me on taking them in my mouth and sucking them, and then rubbing my face over them. I could spend hours caressing the soft skin, running my fingertips over the areola and then gently pinching the nipples.
"You look pretty good yourself," Meridith replied, glancing down and noticing Johnny's hands.
Oh John, how I loved the way you touched me, especially my breasts. Your fingers would circle my nipples and then pinch them, then you'd run your tongue over them, sucking my nipples into your mouth. You made them so hard, and then you'd run your face over them, that turned me on so much, I think there was a time you actually made me come just caressing my breasts.
"Yeah, I was headed up to the bookstore, you know me and my books. I see you're shopping for clothes, you always dressed so nicely," Johnny replied.
I remember that time I pushed you against your apartment door and undressed you right there. As you leaned against the door I kissed and licked your breasts and then ran my tongue down, dipping into your belly button and then downward. Your curly hair was so soft down there it felt so good on my face as my tongue slid wetly over your clit. And when I pressed my fingers to your pussy you were so wet already, they slipped inside and your wetness actually ran down on my hand. You seemed to come so quickly then, god that turned me on.
