I thought you might fit in."Jay smiled back. "Sure why not? What time?" Cool. Come by my place around nine," replied Kaylee. "I'll write out direction... for you."As he walked her walk away, he felt aroused. "Okay, Jay, get your mind back to work," he reprimanded himself.Chapter TwoJay arrived outside Kaylee's home, which thankfully was only a few blocks away from his loft. He checked the address again and looked at the building. It was an old converted machine shop. Jay walked up to the front. It seemed she had been raised with better manners than her appearance indicated.Her hair had been corn-rowed, not expertly ... and several home-drawn tattoos showed on her wrists and forearms, and one on her neck.Her clothes were a little out of the ordinary for one her age, a plain clean tee shirt, a long sleeve flannel shirt over that, and worn but serviceable jeans ... a few sizes larger than might be expected for a girl to wear. All clean, though.Mary explained she had met Tanya in a pizza. They might have if they'd heard what Michelle had told me in the middle of the night, "I want the guy in the red shirt." I knew what she meant by ‘wanting him.' He discovered right away that she wasn't wearing a bra because his hand was high on her back for the swings instead of on her waist, where it's more customary. I know I'd been a little guilty of feeling the edge of her boob with my thumb and wondered if he'd been doing that as well. She danced the two tips with him, then another with me. He didn‘t seem to mind, though. Usually, I can handle any and all loads."By now, I had buried two fingers deep in her vagina and I poked in and out, fast. Ann was soon squirming, humping my hand and breathing hard."Don't stop, that feels so good. I'm gonna cum again." Her pussy went into another series of spasms and she squeezed my fingers. Her secretions bathed my hand and the strong aroma was nearly overpowering. She fell quiet and still as her climax ebbed.Trouble was, my cock was ready for.