“Keep still sugar, let me do it,” I said as her eagerness broke my rhythm. “I’ve dreamed of using you like this.”“Oh have you, I...” she...sobbed as I pushed hard inside. “Yes... please...” she managed to whimper.Now I had both hands around her slim waist as I pounded her delicious bottom. Bending my knees slightly I was able to get just the position and angle I wanted. The harder I fucked her, there by the wall, the softer Emily became, until her head bowed down and flopped to my strokes. I. I was about to whip it out & have a good wank,( well I couldn't have gone shopping with a boner like that) when Karolina began her decent down the stairs,very slowly,teasing with every step. Wow what a sight, I saw the feet first,snugly hugged in stocking's that clung to statuesque toned leg's. My eye's followed,I saw a very short black mini dress. As I was downstairs & Karolina was descending them, I could see up the dress,I could see the band around her thigh where the stocking's finish. I. But its the only idea I had...I walked across the driveway and under the trees and i saw the light flashing from Mike's tv through the window. Every other room in their house was off, which meant his parents were sleeping. I knocked on his window gently. He appeared in front of it and opened it slowly. I stood outside shivering as he looked me over before saying anything."Kelsie, what are you doing here?" He asked which was a valid question because even though we were neighbors we had nothing. She sighs more loudly than her whispering. Her fingers are tentative along the tops of his feet. Simple touch. Exploring. Her palms come to rest on each side and her voice takes on a soft rhythm, no longer whispering but nearly the same level as clips of words and phrases drift across his consciousness. “…not poker game…really…past…and…past is kind of a poker game anyway…choices…accidents…bad choices…alone but not alone…sometimes…other times…love and anguish…always living up to…nothing…had a.