She slung her arms around his neck and pulled him down to her, clinging to him like am amulet. She ran her hand up the back of his neck and roughly gr...pped his hair, pulling her lips close to his ear and whispered, the sound barely escaping her:“I want to regret everything in the morning.”With that she pushed off him and backed up against the wall, breathing hard. Her small breasts rising and falling. Sam paused a moment looking her up and down then swiftly decided his next move. He reached out. I undressed, down to just my panties. He had never even touched my boobs through my shirt before, so this was a big jump in the physicality of our relationship.I straddled him. ”Touch wherever you want,” I declared grandly.His hands wandered to my stomach. ”Not THERE,” I howled impatiently.”Rita, why am I wearing this dumb thing? I can’t see what i’m meant to be doing and…””Alright then,” I sighed. The reason I had made Robbie wear a blindfold was because, frankly, I was worried that, when all. The way that Bobbie rubbed herself against me kept me from going totally limp, too, much to my shock. She kept kissing me as well as pressing her fleshy tits against my chest, even running her fingers through my hair, even as her dear husband, my best friend, drove deeper into her twat. She made noises now that defied human understanding, were only possible if a woman was aroused on a primal level. It was an atavistic kind of excitement, as she took a second cock inside her that morning,. Faith clears her throat once again and tries to compose herself. ‘How may I help you?’ she asks, thanking the good fortune to have been able to produce a voice. The stranger seems amused by her attempt at resisting his charms. He casually leans on the door frame, almost entering her personal space but she refuses to give into the urge to step back. His proximity almost consumes her every other thought until he hands a package to her. ‘If you’re Faith J. Flint, then I have this package for.