Fucking Skye. Cumming deep inside Skye. And she knew it!Sitting on the edge of my bed, she shimmied out of her shorts and slid out of her shirt, leavi...g only a pair of peach colored boy short panties on. She saw me staring at the damp silky fabric. “You like?” she said.Speechless, I just nodded, my eyes riveted to her crotch.“Then help me take them off.”I knelt down between her legs, looking, first at her crotch, then her face. “Go on!” she said.Spreading her legs, I leaned forward. Her panties. The dildo follows quickly. It's only as i'm washing my hands and heading out the door to the table that i realize all is NOT well...there is some kind of hot sauce on both toys. You catch my eye from the table, and your grin says the night is just beginning...Sir: I watch you squirm through your food with your eyes glazed with lust. I can't help it, it's turning me on so much I have to give you the occasional hard kiss as your mouth tries to swallow mine like I know your hot dripping snatch. This is where the whole situation got a lot more interesting.I went over to his house, and we had a day just like any other, chilling, gaming, and talking about the usual stuff, but then he asked:-"Do you mind if I take off my shirt, it's so hot in here?!"This question was so random, I wasn't prepared, so I said:-"It's your house, you can be naked for all I care."He started to smile, I thought oh, fuck what have I said. He continued to smile, while he was taking off his shirt. I forgot about. Okay, maybe she was drunk.We got into the building without incident, and slowly clambered up the one flight of stairs, stopping now and then for no apparent reason, and once, reasonably enough, to remove her shoes.Getting inside the apartment was a whole different deal. After shuffling through her handbag to no avail for a while, she just thrust out her arm at me. The intent was plain enough, and I took it off her, feeling a little strange, and looked for the keys. They were there, in plain.