Of course this is where in my fevered imagination the delivery man would simply take me pushing me back into the wall behind me, closing the door smoo...hly behind him with his foot before he fucking me deep and hard right there in the hall.Unfortunately... my dreams were not to be as when the delivery man arrived and I stood there in the very same outfit I had described. My heart pounding, my own crotch feeling warm and tight in my skirt on account of my own arousal and quickly growing bulge. . I could see stars lit up the sky .. I could see us on spotlight by the moonlit night. I had traversed into space having him adoring my body. I couldn’t say no to him as he put his fingers in my ass hole I had succumbed to him by now. My head just jolted forward and back with whatever he did. I just moaned to let him know I was relishing every bit. He placed his hands on top of my ass and slowly let his manhood touch my asshole and occasionally my pussy riveting up fire within me.I wanted him. Abby choice of clothes was conservative for her, form-fitting jeans and a slightly scooped white top. Her long brunette hair cascaded past her shoulders.“I wish I could sing first and get it done and over with,” she complained.“You’re hiding your nervousness very well,” Brad replied giving her comforting hug. The feeling of her sensual body moulding to his was always beyond compare.“How did you do it, acting so cool and confident on stage?” she asked.“I was nervous too. I’ve played a number of. I guess it was still too cool for some, but there were maybe 25 people brave enough to venture out s**ttered here and there in chairs and laying on towels. Brenda’s head turned as a lovely woman with a golden tan and not much material covering it walked past our windows. My eyes traced the path from her eyes to the woman. ‘Very lovely. I used to have a body like that.’ ‘Nothing wrong with your body Karen. Nothing at all.’ ‘You’re too kind Brenda.’ Her Eggs Benedict and my waffle with.