As she moved towards the door at the far end of the hallway, she let her mind race ahead to the gift waiting for her behind the closed door. Suddenly ...he felt a familiar drip of liquid leak its way down her thigh. She smiled and tugged lightly at the bottom of her short dress – she couldn’t help but imagine his tongue carefully lapping up her thigh. With a shake of her head, she quickly raised her hand to knock on the door. She felt the familiar mix of excitement and anticipation coursing. With glazed eyes, she stared at his mouth. Chad, working on instinct, pulled her down to him. Claiming her mouth, his tongue wrestled with hers. He could taste himself on her tongue. Christy, in a frenzy, pulled open his shirt, sending buttons everywhere. She kissed down his jaw, nipping at his neck. Standing up, she pulled her gown over her head, revealing her nakedness to him. All the air left Chad's lungs, as he gazed at her naked body. His dick was so very hard. He had never been this hard. I could insert only half of my finger. That was enough to take her to pick. “Aaaaahhh… ssshhhhh cccc” were her reactions. I continued moving my middle finger in & out of her pussy and soon my hand was wet with a load of her cum.She was shivering and breathing heavily. Here my tool had become rebel and wanted to come out. I took out my hand and wiped out. She bent and tied the string of her petticoat. She had an orgasm and seemed tired but now more engrossed by lust. She held my head and kissed. In an effort to cheer me up she got me involved in helping her bake a cake for the competition at the village fete which was being held the following day. She was making every effort to win and I was soon beginning to feel the same as we slaved away in her kitchen. All our hard work paid off when the announcement was made that she had won first prize and she was overjoyed as she stepped up to collect her prize of a bottle of champagne.As we walked home she couldn’t take the smile off her face.