She tugged my t-shirt off over my head and once my arms were free I slid her panties down and off. Now I took one more reading of her pussy and she wa... truly hot. I set the thermometer back into the drawer and lifted her. As I did so she grabbed the thermometer back up. I carried her to my bed and laid her on it. She rolled out and pushed me back onto my back then started kissing her way down. She said she figured it should work on my too. She started licking and kissing my balls and took. A figure runs across the street. I drop the paper and rush to the dark hallway of my flat. I hear the patter of fast steps on the stairs. Then a pause. A heartbeat. Two. The softest of knocks on the door. I pull the door open and you’re inside. I drop the door to slam shut. You mouth is on mine, my tongue fights yours. Your fingers feel like fire on my skin. I’m pulling your clothes off. We stumble to the bedroom. I thump the lights off on the way past. The only light now coming from the. She looked really different. She wore high leather boots, a black miniskirt, and small hooded parka. She had died her hair black, and her eyebrows looked pretty dark. She was hot, and suddenly my lesbian side kicked in. “Sabrina!” she yelled at me, I jumped up and gave her the biggest girly hug ever. I felt her breast pressed against mine through her jackets, and some very dirty ideas quickly crossed my mind. The night was a fun mix of alcohol and catching up.. When she was totally naked to the waist, she suddenly turned and faced the man. Her back hadn't fully promised what she delivered. Her tits were gorgeous. Firm and high on her chest, there wasn't the slightest sag. They were young and beautiful and begging to be popped into a mouth and sucked.The man still didn't respond.The music began to pick up in tempo again. The melody carried the girl away. She began dancing faster and more acrobatically. Once, while she was slowly pulling down the skirt.