Then her eyes opened and she kissed me.As I put myself back together the words of that Simon and Garfunkel song popped into my head. In “Cecilia” ...here are the lines –“I got up to wash my faceWhen I come back to bed someone’s taken my place”They kept running through my head as we drove to her place and again when I woke up next to her in the dawn. After we fucked I fumbled with my phone and played her the song. She smiled and said she didn’t know there was a song with her name. When I looked. Karen is one of the most down to earth people I have ever met. Those are the kinds of people we normally gravitate to. Buffi wasn't like that. Buffi was, or thought she was, high society.She acted as if she smelled something rotten, when she looked around the apartment. We tried to make her feel welcome, but it didn't do much good. She didn't talk much, as if our conversation was too unimportant for her to notice. Sally seemed a little embarrassed by this, but maybe a little embarrassed by us. ...yet again.It was early evening around 6pm. The night air that was slowly moving in was doing little to relieve the heat that had built up all day.Jan, my mom, had gone for a cooling shower, I was in my room gaining some relief from the A/C blasting away in the next room. I was surfing porn....what else. LOLMy boner had already hit half wood and was dangling loosely out of my boxers. I guess I would be up for “exposure” if someone come knocking who was not really expected, as anyone would get. As my friend waited outside I stripped to my underwear, I dropped my knickers to the floor and stepped into the black satin thong. The slinky material felt good as I pulled it over my small patch of pussy hair. I had already bought some black fishnet stockings so I thought I’d try on the whole outfit together. I slipped on the suspender belt, pulled the stockings up my slim thighs and fastened the clips from the belt to the top of the fishnets. As I did this my clit started to.
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