His mouth dropped open. A voluptuous, tall blonde was standing in the half-open doorway dressed in an almost transparent pink baby-doll nightie, an eq...ally thin bright red wrap that barely extended past her hips and didn't close in the front at all, pink stockings that matched her nightie and strap-on heels with bright pink plastic (or maybe leather) straps that wrapped around and halfway up her legs to her knees. This outrageous costume was finished off with a pink boa wrapped around the. Sweat breaks out everywhere, pooling between my breasts and pasting our hard stomachs together. I lick my lips hungrily as he thrusts up to meet me, silently pleading with me to move faster. But I refuse to comply, not even flinching in my excruciating pace. "Fuck, Michael. You tortured me. Now it's my turn. You're so hard...I'm so wet...I'm so hot...I wanna enjoy this..." Growing frustrated, he digs his fingers into my hips and tries to fuck up into my excrutiatingly hot snatch. But I resist,. It’s nearly here and I brace for it. I dig my fingers into the legs of Ben’s jeans. There’s a thrust that seems deeper than the others. It touches me in a place I didn’t know existed and the light explodes. I’m coming again. I start to laugh. It feels so good to come. It feels good to know the first night with Ben Sheppard wasn’t a fluke. Yes, it’s happening again. I’m a woman who can come now. With the realization, I let myself laugh out loud as the last of the orgasms passes through me. As I. Lisa unlocked her door and went inside before letting the girls know she was home safe and sound. As she took her shoes off and emptied her bag she came across a piece of folded u paper and was tempted to throw it away but stopped when she looked to see it was a phone number. She thought back to when Naomi and she was alone and thought do I have anything to lose. Grabbing her glass of ice cold water and her phone she went to the bedroom and texted him saying “Hi Jake its Lisa from the bar” and.