Later, I would reflect and enjoy the erotic nature of my ‘show for Stephen’, but that would be much later, not now.As the warm solution flowed int... my vagina and out into the tub, I quickly calculated when my last period was in my head, and came to the conclusion that the risk of pregnancy from this 'ill-advised encounter' was remote. I was due to have my next period with the next few days. But Stephen did not need to be let off the hook that easily. I would let him stew in the thought that he. “I want to make you come again,” I said. “I want you to come all over my hand like you came all over my mouth.”“Oh yeah,” she breathed. “Finger me. Finger me.”She was still performing an underhanded jacking of my cock. It was kind of erratic; she pumped it fast and then would stop, concentrating on what was going on between her legs. But it felt good nonetheless, and I was okay with that. I thought there was a better than even chance that she might suck it again tonight.“Finger me,” she. Unsure of either characteristic, I placed on hand on a mystery girl’s shoulder and after a quick nod of consent, we started dancing. After a few songs, my hands were roaming her body, her hands up around my neck and running through my hair. I turned her around and looked into her face. She spoke. “Hmm, I was hoping I would run into you after we split up earlier.” The sexy whisper in her voice did not go unnoticed. “Really? And why is that?” “Do I have to spell it out?” “I would rather you show. .. my long brown hair clung to my damp body, and my nipples poked out from a pair of perky, round breasts. My flat stomach was perfectly tanned and I had a tiny piercing in my belly button. As he left the room I noticed a visible bulge in his boxers. I smiled to myself as I finished dressing with a white spaghetti strapped dress. I decided not to wear a bra because the dress already helped pump up my cleavage and it looked sexier with my nipples poking out.After Ricky got a shower we left the.