When her messenger program popped up, telling her that Wes was online, she smiled. She’d been hoping to catch him and seeing him answer her prayers ...as a treat she hadn’t counted on seeing. She didn’t have to wait long before he sent her a message, and the greeting brought an even wider smile to her face. ‘How are you this evening? Enjoying the snow?’ She smiled and shook her head at the screen, her fingers hovering over the keys. He knew she lived too far South for snow. However, here he was,. I nearly said no. My head said no my cock said yes. I didn't want to seem like a dick for using her when she was upset. We went in and we both decided that I would spend the night but that nothing more than just sharing the bed would happen...I knew this would be hard considering how much I wanted her. We both went in to her bedroom and I got undressed in to my boxer shorts. I climbed in to her bed and waited for her to come upstairs from the kitchen, she had gone for a glass of water. As she. At 22 years of age she was a looker, stunningly beautiful - a tall leggy blonde with a nice rounded set of breasts with everhard nipples, nipples that I’d felt pressing against my chest on numerous occasions when she hugged me.I pressed the doorbell, and waited for a moment before I heard a voice saying “Come on in. It’s unlocked”. I opened the door and entered.“Fuck me” I gasped.Waiting for me was a very naked Bree, except for her bright red strappy high heels.“Oh my god ... you’re beautiful”. I did however get to feel his cock grow to its full length in my mouth again. I soon stopped caring what anybody thought of me because right now I was happy just being his cock receptacle. He still kept a good hold on my head and worked into a steady rhythm of fucking my face without ever letting the tip of his cock past my lips. I know I must have been lost in this because when I noticed his balls tighten up and his rhythm get jerky I realized he was about to cum and I had never thought that.