Her pussy was so hot and so wet, I had no problem sinking into her pink depth. I was amazed at how tight she was. I felt her pink supple walls grip me...with a gentle tightness that was so pleasurably securing. Thrusting into her with even strokes, Contessa began to moan with sounds that I had only ever heard her make on film. It was a most satisfying sound; a sound so much better in person, but yet, still sounded the same as on the speakers of my surround sound. Contessa was a true porn actress.. I told her I was going to leave and I'll just walk home it was only 5 minutes away. She said okay. I made my walk home and back to my apartment. I started watching tv and drinking some harder alcohol. Pretty much what I did every night. I went out for a smoke and saw a car pull into the complex and drive over to my building. No one ever got out and I was trying to watch to see who it was. I finished my smoke and went inside. A few minutes later my door was getting knocked on. I opened. An incredible look was onher face. She had obviously noticed the huge bulge thatwas trying to tear its way out of my pants and wasthreatening to cut her in two.‘What! What is happening? I thought that you would bemad at me and want a divorce. I didn’t expect to turnyou on by my confession.’‘I don’t know’ I stammered. ‘The thought of you withsomeone else’s cock inside you is… is… just…Quick lets go to bed. Now! Hurry. Meine Freundin hatte Nylons und Hot Pens gewählt und dazu trugen wir beide eine dünne Bluse, ohne BH mit schwarzen High Heels. Wir waren gerade fünfzehn und fanden das richtig cool. Die Jungs hatten wir dann auf der Fete richtig angeheizt und bei einigen konnte man sehr deutlich etwas steifes in der Hose erkennen. Mein kurzer Wickelrock flatterte beim Tanzen so richtig hoch und kaum einer hat es nicht bemerkt, dass ich unten ohne war. Dann sprach uns beide dieser Typ an der Theke an und fragte.