Can I borrow your towel?" Uh, yeah." She pulled the turban off her head and tossed it to me. Not the towel I was hoping for."So, come up to my room wh...n you're done. Make yourself comfortable. I have to finish drying my hair."She left and I dried off. I also salvaged some supplies I had brought with me from the pocket of my slacks — several condoms and a small bottle of AstroGlide. Finished, I made my way out into her house. Standing in the kitchen, I could hear a blow dryer running upstairs,. I arch my back and cry out as you push into me. I feel your hand in my hair, holding me in that position as you start to fuck my sensitive pussy. You are relentless, hitting my cervix each time you push in and then pulling slowly, so slowly back out. Slamming back in and causing me to scream each time you do. You feel my muscles tightening. You feel the juices in my pussy starting to flow and you reach around and slap my clit hard, bringing me back down from that edge. You push back into me,. Being bold I said "it's where I wanted to start" and she snaps back what the hell do you mean by that. Well I'd rather just show you I tell her. With that being said, Vanessa bends her leg back and thrusts her foot in my face causing me to lose my balance and fall backwards. I get back up to where I was and place my right hand on the back of her foot just above the heel and bring my nose to the sole of her foot. Now, a nylon encased foot that has been trapped in a leather heel for 10-12 hours. "Lisa what are you doing with the TV on?!!" It was that same stupid black and white Western WPIX always showed on the "Late, Late, Late Show". Every time the TV came on, it seemed like it was that same chase scene."I'm trying to remember how I sits up in bed!" she told him over the racket, as she backed towards her side of the bed where'd she'd placed the towel with the egg."You need the TV on for that!?!" Oliver said incredulously.TV: "We lost them!" one of the men said to the other three on.