Our sleepy breathing increases. Chests heave softly in sleep, bodies move in unison, soft moans of pleasure escape unknown. Our dancing hastens, mist ...wirls around us, hiding, exposing, in perfect harmony, neither dominant, neither submissive, arching, bending, accepting. Bodies writhe in the mist. Her moans of pleasure match mine. Mine match hers. She surrounds me, engulfing me in her wetness, drawing me into her, becoming one. Her fingers trace lines of passion down my back. We roll in the. Looking around I notice her hamper and as I look in I see a pair of her red thongs. Used and waiting to be cleaned. Picking them up I take them to my nose ware I can smell the sweet must of her pussy. My eyes role back into my head with extacy. I wrap them around my cock and begin to jerk off. The soft satin material acting as a lubrication to stop friction. In my moment, my thought I didn't even hear anyone coming up the stairs. With in a moment and just as I was about to cum I. As I followed her to her house, which was literally down the road, she pulled up in her drive and I parked on the road, I helped her in with her shopping, as she shut the door behind me she grabbed me forcefully and we were snogging frantically, she was well up for it. She said "I need a shower" and I replied "Not neccessarily", and with that we fell into her lounge, as she was licking my neck, I was feeling her small saggy tits, she moaned.I pulled off her top and she had on a white bra, I. ‘If you would just trust me a little more, I could set you up with Troy. He’s your type…’ ‘How would you know what type I like?’ ‘That’s true,’ Julia continued after a short pause. ‘Given that I’ve never met any man you like…’ she stopped abruptly, staring at Belinda. ‘You’re not gay are you?’ ‘No!’ Belinda snapped. ‘Hey, I mean it’s okay if you are…’ ‘I’m not!’ ‘Alrighty then, if you’re sure. Cos I know this woman…’ ‘For God’s sake Julia, I’m not gay and I’m not interested in Troy because I’ve.