But she failed to have an eye contact with me …Let me describe her.At that time she was wearing a red and black coloured churidar and a cotton model...pants which was loose for her.Slowly I placed my hand on her thighs.And she falls backward. Slowly the wind flowed and now her thighs were clearly visible to me.Slowly I lean on her body.And planted a kiss on her fore head.And I positioned my lips on her lips… Slowly our body temperature increased and we were becoming wild …Slowly I planted a kiss. I told you later".Later?She pulled the covers back from me and let her hand slide down my chest and down to my boxers.I felt her hand slide down and grip my now growing shaft."Mmm, someuns happy see me" she slurred out.And with that she fished my cock out of the hole in my boxers and started to stroke it.My mind was a little blurry. How can this be? What's going on?Then I realized that she must have thought Chris was sleeping in the basement. I thought about telling her it was me for a. My cock started to grow and she stood close to me and caressing my bald head. She asked if I had slept good after such a good love making session last night. I told her that I had slept like a baby all night long, but I was still a bit horny. She agreed and said she was more than a little horny this morning. Our only problem was that I had to leave the house in a couple of minutes and if we started even a quickly I would be late, since our quickies often turned into a marathon fuck!She let me. For now we are going to check on how everything is going a couple of days before the homecoming game. *************************** I walked out of the gym completely worn out. Actually I still felt like I was carrying two cinder blocks in each hand. Remind me to kill Hank. Or thank him I’m not too sure yet. Yes every time I worked out with Hank, he always pushes us hard. But because he does, even though I’m always sore thanks to him, it feels like whenever Amanda jumps on me she feels lighter.