The attic was full of everyone's extra furniture that didn't fit in the tiny apartments. I still had the key, and my friends and I had been playing f...otball and American Gladiators up there for a few months. The girls stopped off at their apartment to "freshen up", while Chris and I went upstairs.There was one room with a door in the attic, and Chris asked me to help him move and assemble a bed in there. Shortly there after, the girls arrived. Kara was still wearing just a little yellow. Just a small patch of black silken hair adorned her vagina. Knelling between her thighs I reached up gently and began to trace my fingers up her belly towards her breasts. This 20-year-old woman was about to receive the fucking of her young life, and I was going to make certain she was ready for it.I ran my fingers around her breasts and cupped them in my palms. So warm and firm, with dark, almost purple nipples that jutted out in turgid display. I rolled them, one by one, between my. Because by now, my breathing was deep and loud, and whilst it was the middle of the night, with the bright moon looking down on me in that solitary place, I was not in the house alone, and I did not want to be discovered. Stirring… circling… rolling… stirring… circling… rolling… I felt the whole lower half of my body grow heavy, as if all my blood had collected in my hips… Stirring… circling… rolling… stirring… circling… rolling… I began to hold my breath for as long as possible, worried I may. “I want to love again too Scott,” she stammered, tears welling in her eyes. Scott wiped the dripping tear from her eye with his thumb. He gently kissed Vicky’s eyes than her lips.“I’ll never give you a reason for sad tears, only happy ones,” he promised., “I know you will Scott.” He put his palm to her cheek and kissed her lightly. They embraced and kissed again, their tongues searching each other’s mouths.They took their time having repeated tender, light kisses, their heartbeats surging..