I got a towel and cleaned her up and obviously, neither of us knew what to say so we just watched Netflix and let it hang.Anyway, it was obviously a s...range and awkward affair and we didn't really talk about it afterward until a couple of months later I worked up the courage to ask her if she could spank me again. Again, she clearly isn't much into spanking, giving or receiving, but gave it a go and after about five minutes (I managed to not orgasm this time) asked me if that was enough. It. " I could handle one on one.Lou nodded. "Gentlemen?" There was general agreement. But I wasn't going to start with the vibrators. I pulled the bag of clothes closer, that I had just showed them, and began by randomly pulling three items out of it. I could see that Lou, at least, appreciated the sales tactic in the move. "Okay, Hayley, we'll start with the clothes. But there's no dressing rooms here."Be still, my racing heart. I gave him my best come hither look, and replied saucily, "Obviously,. Everyone loved her. Then one tragicnight, she died.Ashley was out partying with all the hot football players andbreakdancing punks. The night grew late and the party died out,so everyone went to their respectful rides home and left. Ashleygot caught with a football player who had a little too much todrink. To make the even longer story shorter, they crashed into atree, killing both of them. A dark mood swept across the schoolas the news hit. Everyone mourned and showed their respects andit was. Her hand reached between us to feel my erection. ‘Oh god, I have never wanted a man as much as I want you!’ she exclaimed. We fell into the bed, and between kisses worked hard to remove our shirts, pants, shoes, and underwear. In the process our bodies continually rubbed stoking the fire of our passion. There was no tenderness. It was pure passion-driven prelude to hard sex. I squeezed her beasts and tweaked her nipples. She momentarily grabbed my cock and pulled me toward her. I forced her.