When we got back to her house we ran upstairs to her room."Let's try these sexy outfits on for each other before everyone gets here for the sleepover,... I told her."Good idea, here's my camera take some pictures," she answered.We both got undressed to our underwear and took some pictures of each other, and then we put our sexy lingerie on. We looked so hot. I was wearing a tight red mini skirt with knee length leather boots and a red push up bra. My best friend was wearing a little black tight. Exhausted...we lie in each others' arms...breathing heavily...trying to catch our breathe....his chest heaving...I can feel him inside me still...he remains that way...no words need to be spoken...as our silence speaks volumes...I close my eyes...and I know...he has to leave soon...Caressing my tits..he whispers 'I love you'...if only things were different..' In my mind I think...'How could I...I am one awful bitch to do this'...then...that question...'do you love me?.....yes you do...say you. I was between thesofa and the fire as I felt his hands move the strap of my chemise anditfell to the rug. His fingers were at my back and I heard the soft clickof the brasserie clasp being removed. He dropped it and brought his handsaround to caress my breasts.Somehow having a servant of Angelica's doing this made it erotica. Irubbed against him. I was certain that I would enjoy being with him. Iclosed my eyes as I felt his right hand move to my hip. The fingers wereon my skin as the tight. When he spurted, she kept going for a few seconds, shivered, silent, and flopped down to cover him, still enclosing him in her. To his surprise, he realised she had gone back to sleep. Although no lightweight, her weight certainly didn't bother him; in fact the pressure of her body on his was pleasurable and his penis hardened again, still inside her. But while enjoying the sensations, he, too, slipped back to sleep.In the morning, they'd rolled to one side, but remained wrapped around each.