”Brett shook her hand, still struggling for a spark of recognition, but his mind had been closed to other women since the onset of the Amanda Blues....Shelly spoke to him in bubbling, short phrases as she asked him where he was from, how long he would be there, what his plans were. Brett fielded the questions with a growing confidence, as he started to recover from the surprise.“Where are you playing today?” she asked him.“No plans yet.” He shrugged. “I haven’t even had breakfast.”Shelly almost. Three, bury that cock of yours inside my pussy and pump like a dog in heat until you collapse." With that third and obvious option out on the table she pulled her mound away and put two condoms on me before releasing my ankles, thighs and arms.She had driven me crazy. I grabbed the little minx and threw her on the bed. I could not take the time to remove the desensitizing condoms. I could not take the time to remove my hulking anal probe (everything was to slippery down there to do so anyway).. She said she wanted to show me her new clothes to see what I thought them. I said ok but thought it was weird because she never did that before. She pulled her shirt off and I was shocked because she wasn't wearing a bra and even more stunned when she slid her sweats off and wasn't wearing any panties underneath either! She basically stripped naked right in front of me and acted like it was nothing. I said omg you're not wearing any underwear and she said yeah she doesn't like them. Her ass was. With her long red hair, grayish-green eyes, and naturally seductive smile Ray considered her the second most fuckable woman he new.He was actually surprised to learned that the panties belonged to her, since for the last two days, since her 18th birthday), she refused to wear any type of clothing while in the house. Ray had fallen in love with the contrast of her "V" shaped, trimmed, bush against her soft ivory skin. He squeezed the panties tightly as he thought of her sitting across from him.