I had decided to wear a light pink dress, simple, elegant and sissy, easy to get out of when the time came. My panties were white; a pretty red rose s...t just above my sweet spot. It was funny; normally Deniece is a person who loves to chat about her panties, tonight not one word. Maybe I was just to excited to notice, or even care. I had that wonderfully special feeling I always get when I'm around Deniece so it just didn't matter. I figured I'd find out what was down there soon enough.Cinnamon. I closed my eyes and kept sliding in and out of me. I pretended it was Joshua. Just as my body began to shake and I felt an orgasm welling up inside of me, I heard a horn. It startled me. I pulled the cucumber form my pussy. It was dripping with my juices.Joshua’s truck was coming up the lane. I felt my juices flow again. I hid the cucumber in the bottom of the garbage can. I pulled off my top so I was completely naked. Grabbing my robe I headed out to the pump house.Joshua was already inside. The scarlet silk of her shift seemed translucent in the sun, clinging to her feminine hourglass shape. Her breasts were firm and high and the smooth perfection of her legs appeared at mid-thigh, trailing down to her richly expensive shoes.Catching his attention most, however, were her arms. Every Hetari story he'd ever heard, spoke of the Nariphon vine tattoos that were said to run up her arms, only to wrap protectively around her body. Just as the legends promised, the images of the Maiden. .then what?”“...Er....I er...just....fuck....”“What do you mean?” Josephine asks as she leans up.Michael catches her lips with his, pressing them together, smiling. Shocked, Josephine jerks back before pressing into him once more, resting her hands around his neck. He kisses her deeply and softly, carefully biting her lip and he rolls his hips into hers as a small moan escapes her lips. His warm hands slowly travel down her body and her legs around his waist, “I’ve waited so long for this...”.