.”The unfair accusation gave Danny his speech back.“I was careful. I brought condoms, didn’t I? Going to the hotel was your idea. You wanted to ...ose your cherry, right? You wanted me to do the honors, right? Why didn’t you arrange for protection?”Helen blushed crimson. “You prick! I didn’t plan that!”“Well, neither did I. It was your idea and your cock-and-bull story.”“Danny, Helen, this is not leading anywhere,” Marsha interjected. “You both engaged in sex. That means you both have to deal. I was a bit disappointed at first and thought I’ve spent all this time getting done up, and it was a waste of time, but then thought, sod it, I’m still going out. I did my make up placing the emphasis on my eyes, which are a deep green and my best feature. I selected my clothes; a fairly tight top that made my tits look great,and a pair of jeans that hugged my hips really well. I put on my high heels and some jewellery. I looked in the mirror and nodded to myself. I looked pretty good and hoped. I looked back over my shoulder, grabbed one of my bum cheeks and pulled them apart, showing him both my holes. He looked amazed, I am sure he never had such an easy fuck in his life. He positioned himself behind me, and guided his cock into my pussy. He was gentle, but powerful. He wrapped his arms around me and had handfuls of my boobs as he fucked me steadily and slowly, but hard. Twice I came like this, and I was about to cum a third time, when I heard the door open again. We both froze. I. The obvious place was her night table, but that yielded nothing. Moving on to her dresser, I opened each drawer in turn, making sure not to disturb or rearrange anything.The top drawer was full of panties. Pink, baby blue, black, white, cotton, lacy, plain, with designs, all the possibilities. I resisted the urge to grab a pair and jerk off into them, deciding instead to press down. Feeling nothing, I fluffed up the pile and moved on to the next drawer. Again nothing. I figured out too late.