Five minutes later, she came back. My dick went hard, she looked fucking amazing and so sexy! The Christmas dress was covered in tiny red sequins, and...the trim around the wrists, neck, and bottom was a brilliant white fur. It had a thin white belt around the waist. The dress was figure hugging at the top and from the waist down it flared out. It came to about seven inches above her knees, allowing her beautiful thighs to be on display. The neckline plunged to show a nice cleavage and she looked. " To Mike, "Your house is beautiful." Thanks. It's yours now," he said trying to make her feel comfortable.She nodded and looked around. Her eyes lit on his plasma screen TV which covered a significant portion of the wall. "Wow," she said.He laughed, "That's my toy, for watching football. It's almost like being there."Deanne asked Caryn, "Are you going to be okay?" She nodded. "Then I'll be going. I have the keys to their house so if she needs anything, let me know." He saw her out the door. By. “You were kinda like that last night, too,” Brian remembered, hesitating in the bathroom door. A twisted piece of lingerie was laying in the threshold, and he gingerly nudged it aside with his shoe, pretending not to notice. “And I still don’t get why. Half the time, it’s like you’re trying to… set me up with Steph, or something. It doesn’t really even seem like you’re into me.”“I don’t want to be into you.” Kelly grinned. “I want you to be into me, if you know what I mean?” “…I’m not sure that. I needed you closer, harder, more. Rocking back on you, my head thrown back, I rode you as we galloped. Sweat dripped down my back, and I fought for control, but I was losing it, not gaining it. The sweet discord that was taking me over the edge started to escape in a single cry, but rough hands pressed over my mouth, muffling it. I shuddered and clung tight to you as my senses spun. Darling man, I could feel you rocking under me, your hard, driving movements slowing as I shuddered, and you.