The sweater is unbuttoned at the throat and calls my attention to the sensuous swell of her breasts. I sit beside her, gently. She stirs, but does not...quite awaken. She murmurs sleepily, ‘Storm?’ I smile, and ease her feet from under her. She shifts slightly, and lays back on the couch. I tuck her feet firmly under my shirt, against my chest to warm them, and rub them gently. She awakens, then, and smiles at me. My hands bring warmth to her feet. I barely manage to confine my ministrations to. Fuck me....” I pleaded. I held it in as long as I can, enjoying the peaks of near-orgasmic bliss. Drops of liquid spilled out of my twitching pussy, maintaining all that built-up frustration and unseen potential. “I’m going to...I’m...I’m....” I tensed every muscle in my lower abdomen, prolonging the impending release. Finally, my quivering body couldn’t take any longer. “Ohhh..fuu...Oh fuck...I’m coming!” I screamed. I surrendered to a powerful climax heard by anyone in the vicinity. My. She lives some distance from me and I thought it unlikely that we'd meet anytime soon, but it turned out she was going to be in town for the evening, so we arranged to meet.It was late by the time we got together and although I'd been out all evening, I had just enough time to dress in my chaps and lay out the contents of my naughty bag on top of the black latex sheet - masks, speculums, restraints, lubes, ropes, clamps and all the other things I thought we might bring in to play. When she. We sat in her bedroom and we started talking about college stuff and all. Our topic shifted to movies and we talked about some of the recent ones we saw. She said, “I really liked Love Actually, the one you gave me yesterday”. Love actually is a movie with many love stories that are intertwined with each other. So I asked her “Which was your favorite one?” She said, “The Keira Nightly one”. I said I liked it too.Then she started ranting off about the feelings in that story and ended by saying.