This time his fingers flicking her clitoris and the swollen nipples too. He was slowly slipping more and more inside her sizzling hot ass hole.With hi... balls rubbing on her puckering, he knew; she must be feeling so full of his sex muscle, extra stretched but feeling intense pleasure. He smiled feeling her hips move back against him, demanding him to thrust forward. He obeyed.She was so very tight and he knew, not to rip her with any rush. Slowly, patiently at first, then graduating to stronger. Most of her floors are covered with plush carpets, including the staircase. I knew that I wouldn't be heard walking up the stairs. If Deb came home, I'd hear her pull in the driveway, and still have time to go out back.The walls in her house are relatively thin. On more than one occasion, Deb and I have heard Krista from Deb's room across the hall. Krista's room is large, with a big brass bed. It's up against an outside wall, so it would be parallel to me from where I would be sitting. I could. Several minutes passed, and I could still hear the water running, so I eased out of my chair and slowly opened the bathroom door to check on my guest. She was sitting in the tub with the remnants of attire clinging provocatively to her tiny frame. “Great, a brain fried junkie,” I mumbled under my breath. The water was already murky and I opened the drain and motioned for her to stand. She studied my every move, and offered no resistance as I pulled the last vestiges of modesty from her. He’d been discussing guitars with a few guys for some time when Steve realized that he hadn’t seen Jordan for a while. Since the suite the party was in only had a few rooms, he knew she couldn’t have gone too far. He excused himself from the guys and went in search of Jordan. What he found angered him more than he would ever admit. Jordan was dancing topless on a piano with a crowd of guys standing around cheering her on. She was laughing far too loudly, and was unsteady on her feet. Steve.