The face peering back at me is blushing, a natural face with no make-up to hide the freckles dancing in the candle light, cheeks covered in a light pi...k veil and lips full and moist. Nervously, I begin to twirl my long dark hair between my fingers; my body heat warms the lotion upon my skin, filling the air with the scent of springtime.I feel her hands upon me, slender fingers snake slowly along my shoulders as she sits behind me, her legs lock around my hips holding me close. I feel her large. Then I rationalize to myself "She fucked me sober last week, and she was about to fuck me again earlier. So it is okay!" I say to myself. I stand up. Place my arms around her and pick her up and carry her to the bedroom.I lay her gently on the bed and then lock the bedroom door. I turn toward the bed and she is already removing her pants and shirt. Her bra was already off from earlier. She is looks so beautiful laying there in nothing but her panties. I take off my shirt and remove my. I was starting to lose my patience.Who the fuck doesn't screw by the fifth date? I thought as I headed to the shower, feeling the lingering aftereffects of the beer I had consumed the night before. It's not like Brittney's a virgin. I know she had fucked Joey Orkowski. And on the third date!I padded across the thick flocate rug in the bathroom, dropping my shorts. I turned on the water, brushed my teeth as I waited for it to heat up. Once it was warm enough, I slid open the glass door and got. I just let my hand rest at the base of his cock. He began to edge himself up, hoping my hand would slide lower, but I made sure it stayed where it was. Finally the bus ride was over, and he toppled over me, trying to get off the bus. We got to my house in a frenzy, and he ferociously began making out with me as soon as my front door was closed. He took my shirt over my head and cupped my B breasts with his big hands. I moaned a little into his mouth, which just made him kiss me with more force..