She had tattoos down both arms and pretty much everywhere on her body below the neckline. And these tattoos included fragments of Biblical text (but n...t the famous one from Ezekiel, as Pulp Fiction had only recently been released and there’d not yet been an opportunity for Judy to get the words engraved on what little of her skin could still be used as a canvas). The skinscape also featured images of Mythical Rock & Roll icons like Dragons, Demons, Skulls and, of course, Naked Women. It wasn’t. Angela on the other hand had a white set on that just about held her much larger breasts inside and was tied around the back and the neck. The bottom part was very skimpy to say the least and as I looked at her smiling flirtatiously at me wondering what my response would be I began to realize that she knew I fancied her and this was their way of teasing me about it.“Well?” asked Angela referring to their outfits.“Um…Very nice!” was all I could muster. Jenny burst out laughing followed by her. I ached all over. I wanted you all over me, like being consumed by an entity. My whole body buzzed for you. You kissed me again as you slid another finger in, your fingers long enough to hit all the right places. I wrapped my legs around you trying to find leverage to ride your fingers harder, my body on the edge of orgasming. Then I felt your third finger stretch me, my pussy tingled and clenched on your fingers and a massive orgasm shook through my body, drenching your hand as I came. I. I slowly started to stroke my cock, rinsing it with the hot water, then with a bar of soap. I continued staring toward her empty apartment yet my mind still imagined her there... waiting for me. I forced my imagination to bring her here, with me, as if my wanton desire alone could bring her into my presence. - - - My voice throaty with desire, I growl, “I need you”. Your eyes respond with lust, the same lust I feel for you. I gaze longingly at your breasts, full and taut, nipples hard and.