A big smile lit her face. "Yes, I'll be happy to." She sent him her cell phone number to call her on Thursday evening at nine pm. Her brothers would b... out and her parents would be fucking. The boys had tickets to a Cub game. In the Briggs family everyone loathed and hated the Whitesox.Matt had met a redhead just before the first of the year. This being late May, he was in love with her. She talked to Erin and told her that she'd better take a second look at him because he was just behaving. She held his head in a vice grip as she succumbed to a powerful orgasm. Her pussy bathed his face in her syrupy juice, and he carried on licking her tenderly as she recovered from her climax. ‘Oh Ricky, don’t ever stop….’ She whispered feebly as he looked up at her. Ricky lowered his head back to her pussy and began to lick her once again. This time he ran his tongue in circles inside the opening of her cunt. ‘Oh Ricky! You do this so very well…. Mmmm!’ ‘Oh yes Ricky, keep doing that.. It was hard enough walking this in daylight. Oneof those tops was all he wanted as he climbed the chain link fence.He sat there in the bushes for nearly two hours. Thirty minutes past whenthe last light went off. His pocket knife was enough to jimmy the garagewindow and get him inside. It wasn't a full moon but it was a clear nightand saw the shadowy forms of those boxes Sam had mentioned.It took a moment more to adjust enough so he could at least see the boxesindividually. The first opened. The doorbell rang and the mailmen asked just: “Muller?” I nodded. As he handed me the parcel, he started to read the name of the sender: “Lingerie online.” I immediately became red. “That’s, that’s for my girlfriend” I stammered. He smiled. “Alright, babe.” It was obvious that he didn’t believe me. “If you get bored while trying on your new clothes, just give me a call.” He gave me a note with his number and left.Quickly I closed the door. My heart went faster. Was it so obvious that I like to.