She jerked off him, her eyes wide with surprise, cum dripping from her lips. She sat immobile watching the second and third surges from him then bent...over and took the last two rounds. After he was done she stayed on his boner, licking and kissing it until it was clean of semen. She sat up and when she grinned, the pool of cum in her mouth dribbled to her tits. She bent over to pick up her blouse then cleaned her face and spit out his discharge. “Wow” was all she said. He was strong,. She looked taller than she actually was as she moved gracefully on high heels that clapped gently on the wooden floor. She wore a tiny black dress that came to her knees, her calves were shapely and tight as she moved toward me on the heels. Thin spaghetti straps held the enticing blouse up, and the deep v-cut gave the most wonderful hint of her glorious breasts as the fabric danced delicately with her movement. Her breasts, they were neither huge, nor small, merely perfect, it was obvious. " I'm not saying he wasn't nice. He was, and it's ok," smirked Craig as shehelped him step up in his shoes. "I'm past it now." Of course it's ok, Ariana. And you're definitely past that now," Tarasaid as they sat towards the front of the hayride and she cuddled him in."I meant now that the first awesome smooch with your Puddin' is behindyou." That does not count," laughed Craig. "But I'm thinking with the rightgirl it'll be special? Won't it?" I'm still thinking you are that right girl, but. She says, “I didn’t mean to scare the piss out of you.”I mutter, “No, you didn’t scare me. I don’t know what’s going on.”As if telling me a secret, she lowers her voice saying, “I heard a sound. I always hear strange sounds down here. It seems so real. I heard a voice telling me I needed something important, so I came inside because I thought it was in here. I have a compulsion to open doors—at least that’s what my ther****t says, but that Prozac peddler also says I’m cuckoo, so who knows? I.