...but you decide to wait until later, when you can devote your full attentions to her.She slurps voraciously at your cock, diving beneath the water w...th great gasps. You position yourself at an angle, so you can better slip your hands between her thighs. You find there a set of slickened lips, hot and aching. Sliding your fingers up to her clit, you begin to work that engorged button, and you hear her moans intensify. She bucks against your hand, making the water splash against the sides. I sprinted home and tidied up also making a fresh pot of coffee in anticipation of her arrival. At 5:55 the doorbell rang. I opened it and there stood a girl who I didn’t recognize. She had blood-red hair and her face was painted white. She had long, slender black brows and her eyes were rimmed with black – deep black, like those of an Egyptian princess. I had never seen this girl before. She looked at me with a faint air of impertinence but I just stood there blocking the doorway. This one weekend it was windy and I was walking in front of the big rigs like a white whore slut model on the runway stage does. I swayed my hips and every time the wind blew up my hot pink latex mini skirt I would stop and close my legs tightly together and bend over at the knees. The feel and sound of those long silky shiny stockings rubbing together almost made my little Tgirl pussy cum in my silky lacy hot pink panties.As I neared the last big rig I heard a rough voice say."Hey slut, come. ‘I’m wearing red knickers too.’ Her face assumed a look of disappointment and I suddenly felt that I had gone beyond some unwritten barrier. ‘So, I don’t have to rape you? You’ll come quietly?’ Her voice was a husky whisper. Relief ran through me. ‘Not sure about quietly.’ She has such a dirty, dirty laugh. We went to her room. I never did get a dinner that evening. There was nothing hasty. She closed the door behind her and leaned back against it, looking at me with a sort of predatory.