It wasn't long before we got to his house and after inside we sat on his couch and watched television at first. Then he leaned over and kissed me, it ...as long and slow.....very hot kiss. I could feel my pussy getting wetter by the minute. He asked if I like to go back to his bedroom, and I said yes. He leads me back and lays me on his bed. It's very dark, he lays down on the bed beside me, I hear him unzipping his pants, he tells me he wants to show me something, he turns on the light and he. She ran two fingers down over her shaved pubic mound and eased them into her pussy. After briefly fingering herself, she grabbed my hair with her other hand and pulled my head up. Madam then smeared my nose and lips liberally with her juices, pressing her palm to my nose to enhance the effect. Her scent was that of pure sex, a heady, forbidden perfume that made my only desire at that moment to be inside her. “I suppose that you want to fuck me don’t you Steven, well be sure that is not going to. She had no idea what they were saying, but from the look of them, if they’d been back in the states, they might be talking about volunteering for the church picnic. Julie would make her famous potato salad and maybe Troy and Pastor Bob could fire up the grill and toss the ol’ pigskin around. Was this their scheme for revenge? Becoming boring on her?Well, Troy looked like it, anyway. Julie had a “Hi, I’m Sophia Loren on vacation in Europe in 1965 and trying not to be noticed but failing badly. Before she could only see my head poking outabove the duvet, she knew I was staying the night, and she knew who I wasas we'd met several times. So there she was looking at Matt as he slept.Then I woke up, said hi and revealed what I was wearing. The same thingsshe'd see a girl flee the house in this morning. She'd put two and twotogether, and got the right answer."Matt? What the fuck is going on? Why are you dressed like that? Why areyou..." Um, ok. Hang on. Let me wake up properly, and I'll.