Millie was as pretty as her photographs had suggested, although her dark eyes and coal-black hair made her seem a little alien here, down among the So...thern belles. The few Texas girls I'd gotten a decent look at were different from Millie, too. Her name was "Barkley," but maybe there was a little Italian or other Southern European heritage, somewhere in her ancestry.But, God -- she was really skinny!We got Millie home all right and I put her stuff upstairs in the guest room. Dad introduced her. I caress your legs, your butt, and kiss your hardening cock through your pants. “Damn unscheduled meetings, one after another, keeping me from you!” you exclaim as you grab my hair. “Stop kajira, undress me” you instruct, and I happily oblige. I struggle with the button of your pants, and you halt me. “Get on the bed, kajira” and I do so. I watch you undress hardly able to control my excitement at seeing you disrobe in front of me. I can feel my juices running down my pussy. I pulled out my phone and sent a quick text, “I’ll be a little late but might have a good story to tell you when I get home.” I got a text back immediately, “Okay…Can’t wait to hear it,” with a little smiley with the tongue hanging out.As I headed down the path of lot thirty-four my cock twitched hard in my pants as I saw Taylor sitting by the fire in a yellow sundress that was a bit out of season for the approaching fall weather but she looked smoking hot.My first thought, of course, was I. I work in healthcare and get tested fairly routinely because of the nature of my work,” I replied.She hesitated, seeming to weigh up the situation in her mind. She reached for a glass of wine on her end table and took a swig.“Ok. It’s been a hot minute for me as well, so looks like you get lucky tonight!” With that she got up and headed towards the hallway, before stopping, reaching for me and saying, “Come on then!”I jumped up immediately and followed her down the hallway and into her bedroom,.