She dried her short dark hair with a towel and then used the blow dryer and a brush to get it just right. Walking toward her bedroom, she paused in fr...nt of the full length mirror dropping the towel to the floor. Briefly looking over her body, she noticed her nipples were still quite firm and the tuft of hair between her legs looked soft and curly. Picking the towel up with her foot she headed toward the bed. After tossing the towel near her bed she walked slowly to her closet. Now she needed. I looked at Jess, who still had some of my goo in her hair. She looked beautiful no matter what, and gave me the best night of my life. Okay, let me back up. I attended a friend's Halloween party. I went dressed as Vinnie Vega from Pulp Fiction. My friend, who hosted the party, was dressed as a suicide bomber. The less said about that the better. He had a work friend named Jess, a stunning burnette with pert titties and a killer body. She was dressed as Xena, the warrior princess. I always had. I would have cum by now I thought to myself, but Daniel carried on, and on and on, and Liz loved it. For the first time I understood her need to see him again. Whatever he was doing she was loving it, "Im cumming, I'm cumming Daniel, cum in me please, Daniel fuck me, cum in me" she shouted as I sat and listened. My emotions were all over the place, but strangely at this point you tend to accept it, it can't get any worse than someone banging your wife and you can hear it, so you then kind of. She saw it in his ravenous glare. ‘Sean, we can’t!’ Ana reasoned as she felt his fingers sneak under her blouse. His fingers drew random patterns along her spine making her tingle and squirm. Then he kissed her half-assed protest right off her mouth. ‘You like knowing you turn me on, don’t you,’ he demanded. ‘I bet it gets you hot,’ he said into her ear. His wicked whisper turned into prophecy when Ana the pulse between her legs rivaled the one inside her chest. Heat and desire trickled to the.