It was six thirty, she slid into her sexiest pair of heels, checked her look one last time and gave herself a wink. She went through to the kitchen an... poured herself a glass of red, as he was driving it seemed a shame to waste the opportunity of enjoying a drink beforehand to start the evening the way she meant to carry on. She pulled the curtains aside, the street was empty apart from the usual cars in their usual spots so she sat down and waited. Her skirt fell open and revealed her. I sat down on his cock. My pussy slid gently down his cock because it was saturated with my juices. His whole cock was inside of me. I was sitting on him, my ass resting on his balls. It felt so amazing to have him inside of me. We just sat like that for a few minutes. Feeling how perfectly his cock fit inside of me. Our bodies connected, my hips started to move. Damon started moving his hips up and down to meet my pussy. “Uhh, oh yes Damon.” It felt so amazing. There is no way to describe the. He had used the nickname to be certain she knew who he was, but she would have recognised that voice anywhere. The townie accent and the cocksure attitude that had made her cheeks blaze at the bank. Back Bay, he had called her. Almost spat it like a curse, as if he assumed she was from some rich, stuck up old-money family that would look on him as scum. Despite being exhausted and half suffocated, Lily let out an anguished moan that was only slightly muffled by the pillow in her face. He. A cake sat at the end of the counter. Everything was ready.You sat down as I prepared a drink for you."How many people will be here? Who is coming? When will they arrive?"You were full of questions.I laughed at you and said "Relax, I promise this will be a night to remember. That's all you need to know. Trust me."You frowned overly dramatically and said "Now I'm really worried".You relaxed more then and took a drink. I sat near you and we talked about Yankees and maple sugar and trees. A few.