. very much.”“Great!” Cynthia tilted her head, “Can you drive a car, Lanying?”“Yes ... I ... ummm ... I learned before I came to America.�...�“Good to know ... So, Ray and I won’t be able to do anything much until next weekend, are you free Saturday?”Lanying nodded again, “I ... umm ... am free, yes.”Cynthia purred as she swallowed the lightly-sweetened tea.Lanying’s week passed too slowly for her taste. Cynthia and Ray had been unusually absent during the usual evening hours, no sounds of pleasure. So, if you come up to my room I promise to give you something special’ I said let’s go… My mind was thinking – wow, she’s going to give me something special – how hot is that, what could it be.We got up to her room, she didn’t put the lights on – there was plenty of light coming in from the city lights outside. She offered me some pot, I haven’t smoked in a long time, but I said sure why not. We shared a bong and I was feeling really good, we started making out and she had a good hold on my. It felt so good to have something inside of me. It was incredibly difficult to masturbate when I had two roommates. A deep breath in and my hand slowly started to work that one finger in and out, while my thumb massaged my slippery little clit. Oh it was so needy, it felt so good just to feel the pressure against it. I moved my thumb in a circular motion, making me moan a little bit louder. My legs spread out and I finally slid down a bit in my seat, adding another finger to my wet hole. I. "I, uh, I didn't think you'd be home so soon", I stuttered, my horniness increasing more and more with each step he takes towards me. He kneels down to untie his shoes, all the while never taking his eyes off mine...until, on his hands and knees, he crawls towards me. His eyes drift downwards and before I know it, he lifts my leg back into its previous position, hanging over the arm of the chair. He is millimetres from my pussy, taunting me with his warm breath against my lips, making me even.