I supposed she was busty. I had a feeling a few of my friends liked to come around to ogle her, but they didn’t make it explicit.Probably because th...y knew I’d kick their asses if they did.I slid my fingers over the fabric some more. I heard the shower drip. There was still some condensation on the mirror. Mom must have missed picking up these panties when she finished taking her shower. I shuddered. She had just taken a shower, hadn’t she?She had been wearing these recently.My finger stroked. It's a matter of whether I can ever trust you again. How can I know that you're not lying to me right now, just to get me back? I'm going to have to think about this a long time."Carrie looked into his eyes and said with all the determination she had, "I'll win back your trust, Rocky. I promise you I will."Rocky gave her no assurances at that moment, and it hurt her deeply, but what could she expect? Rocky was weary of fighting, so he steered the conversation toward upcoming commitments they. I let her drive off first like a good gentleman.As I was tired of my travels etc, I got back in at 4 pm, and crashed out in bed. My phone rang and woke me up. Gosh it was 615pm, already. It was Barbara. I am at your door, please open. I ran out of my room, opened the front door, and there she was in jeans and casual top almost no make up, and looked ravishing. I was in my pjs and tee, she said….Ohh sorry did I wake you up, I said sorry was tired and didn’t realize how long I slept. I invited. I always find it so amazing how every kiss we share is always perfect, the right amount of lips and tongue and sighs. At first my hands trace your curves with a light touch but then we get caught up in the storm we are creating and my arms wrap around you tightly almost fiercely like if I were made to let go right now I would die. I finally break our kiss to trail kisses down your neck. When I enclose your right nipple in my mouth your back arches and your hands clutch my hair. The way you sigh.