He moved closer to her.He moved closer to her. Her large breasts rubbed temptingly in time with the music. He pressed his mouth to her neck, and she purred as he tasted her skin. She moved her hips with his, and when he pushed his tipsy randy erection to her, she wriggled against him. He passed his thumb over her nipple. It was hard and seemed to vibrate under his touch. He looked into her eyes and say that they shone dark blue. She moved her lips to his ear. "Do we have to stay here?" She nipped his earlobe. The were standing by his car moments later. Litlith took the keys from him and unlocked the door. She pushed him in past the steering wheel. As Lilith drove, Adam scooted over to concentrate on her breasts. He undid her blouse and proceeded with a professional assessment, weighing them in the palm of his hand. "Excellent quality. I'll take two, please." She laughed and turned a corner. Adam hadn't realized he'd been talking aloud. They pulled up in front of a house he didn't recognize. "Your Place?" he asked stupidly. "Of course, come on in. I think you'll like it." "I think I'll love it," he said, with what he assumed was charm. Set well back from the other houses, the place was overgrown with bushes. A flash of lightning outlined the small home for a moment, then the dark returned. They went up on the porch. Lilith pushed open the door and walked in. "Don't you keep your house locked?" "Oh, no. No one ever bothers me." "Must be a nice neighborhood. Maybe I'll move here." Lilith smiled. "It would be nice to have you around." She didn't bother to turn on any lights, but led him assuredly through the house to a back room. The blue light from a digital clock was enough to show Adam that this was the bedroom. JACKPOT! Never in his life had he had so little trouble getting a honey into the sack. This one was practically setting an ambush for him. She pressed against his back. He turned and they were kissing. Her mouth was cool, and her tounge was sweet; it was like kissing a flower. Her fingers went to his erection, stroking it through his slacks. |