I jumped in to the shower before changing into something cooler and of course easer to remove, then I began to get excited thinking about what could h...ppen tonight, you see Jack and I have been having fun when we go out lately. After rubbing myself just a little, I got out of the shower and looked in the mirror at my red pussy hair glowing in the bathroom light and wrapping a towel around myself and headed into the bedroom to get dressed.I decided that I would put on a pair of silk French. Those big eyes are what got me. I’m a sucker for sad eyes. When I met him at a bar, I was pleasantly surprised. He was better looking in person than his picture. Handsome, actually. He was about 6’1, broad shoulders and a slim build. IT network guy. He was quiet, but when he talked, his voice was musical and hypnotic. Listening to him talk and looking into his eyes started a low hum in my body. It was strong and I felt I should take it slow. Even though I set out to get a quick fuck buddy, I. “That feels good babe.” We kiss again. A long, loving, French kiss. I take her hand in mine and place it on my cock. Grasping it lightly at first Heather, gently rubs her thumb over the head of my cock. “I love how you feel Dylan. It feels so hot.” My cock stiffens further. Heather rubs a small amount of escaping pre-cum around my cock with her thumb. I press a second finger into her pussy, stretching her gently as the pair of fingers push all of the way in. All the while my thumb gently rubs. Hinneman was a bit of a recluse. She stayed pretty much in her apartment except for visits to the Doctor or to church on Sunday. Sal's sister Francine usually did all her shopping and laundry for her at the shops at the bottom of the hill. Ever since her accident with the bus, Mrs. Hinneman stayed away from the city streets. Sal didn't even know her first name and was surprised when Francine told him it was Connie just like their mother. He knew she wore a brace on one leg that had gotten.