The words stick in her throat.The words stick in her throat. She knows what is on his mind. His voice is tantilizing. The storm is weakening her resistence. Without an answer, he says he'll be over in 15 minutes. As she is waiting she begins to think of why she let him come over. She doesn't know. She has felt this mysterious sensation before. Why her...? She is pondering all sorts of thoughts. Slowly she rises. SHe knows what he is expecting. She removes her sweatshorts and panties, leaving only her nightshirt. Her skin is tingling. Her body quivering. She wonders what would occur if her roommate would wake up. The tension is invigorating. Suddenly there is a knock on the door, she slowly opens the door. He makes his way in from the rain. He takes her in his arms in a deep passionate kiss. He realizes her lack of clothing quickly by exploring the realms of her body. He gently massages her swollen pussy lips She moans at his touch. He slowly pushes 3 fingers deep inside her. Her head falls back at the emmense pleasure. With his thumb gently flicking her clit, he pumps into her. Her body is rocking to his motions. He begins to pull his fingers out of her, but she doesn't want it to end. More she whispers, more. He slowly takes her and moves her around to where she can sit down on the couch. |