Barefoot! Only this time, she's on the phone and I hear her say, "yeah, (her husband's name) will be gone for a week". I swear, i got so excited! She ...aid a bunch of other things while she was on the phone, but all I heard was that her husband is going somewhere for a whole 7 days! She says, "hey neighbor" and goes back into the house. Fast forward a couple of days later, I heard a bunch of noise outside of my apartment one night around 11:00pm...i go to my front door and look out of the peep. That's when it hit me, both literally and physically. The tiny piece of sodden cloth that constituted my gusset had formed an exquisite, but frustrating barrier between our genitals and I'd spent the minute or so wishing it out the way. And much to my surprise, it was. Now it was hanging loosely under my soaking wet pussy and when Karl thrusted forward, I felt the rim of his helmet gently spreading my slippery opening. I bit my lip in suspense and opened an eye to check what was happening. ?Yes you are, aren’t you? You can stand up again?.She stood up and waited a second to see if he was going to stop her from going upstairs again, when he did not, she grabbed her purse and went upstairs, while he checked his computer. As she waited a minute for him to come upstairs, she felt the collar on her neck, and various thoughts flooded her mind. She had never seen herself as someone who would obey so easily, and yet she was doing just that, and being very aroused from it. This frustrated. His chest, stomach and legs were lightly dusted with short black hairs. In the middle of his chest was a triangle of longer hairs that pointed toward the place I wanted to go. From his belly button there was another triangle that grew thicker as you went down to form a mat surrounding his cock. His cock was still soft and somewhere between four and five inches long and nice and fat, with foreskin covering most of the head. Some people are crazy for foreskin, and some like a clean-cut cock. As.