She had hoped to never have to deal with him again. Fate, it seems, had another plan. A city wide power outage occurred thirty minutes after Erich had...left. Dawn had candles and matches but somehow couldn’t seem to light the candles no matter how hard she tried. Giving up she eventually went over to Erich’s apartment to ask if he had any more luck with matches than she did. He lit the candles but anytime Dawn moved them, the flame burned out. Erich had to relight the candles after they moved. She wasted no time ripping my hose and pulling my panties aside. My cock came free and was instantly guided into her waiting pussy. She began riding me as I pulled her shirt off, exposing her beautiful breasts to my hands. I slapped at them and pinched her nipples as she rode me. “Your pussy feels so good Lisa. I love fucking you.” I called out as she ground down on me and gyrated with her hips. My hands fell from her tits and found their place at her hips, squeezing the sides of her plump ass. She smiled as she watched the bubbles rise in the water, hoping he’d like what she had planned. When she heard his knock on the door, her heart skipped a few beats and she almost squealed, lol. She opened the door and let him in. He told her how nice it looked in the room with the candles lit. He took her in his arms and kissed her deeply. They both moaned in long awaited pleasure. He told her how good she smelled and his hands felt so damn good on her body. She helped him get out of his. “They should warn us.”“Who?” I asked.“The fucking government! They should put a fucking label right above their hole. ‘Caution Pussy is hazardous to your health.’ Not may be, not could be, but IS ... hazardous. The label should also read, ‘Pussy is linked to insanity, heart attacks and depression. Pussy kills.’ That’s what it should fucking say. Shit, they do it with cigarettes. Not that we stupid bastards would swear off fucking as a nasty habit. You think they could make a patch to keep us.