Why should she make herself beautiful to do that?Arlene stammered when Sam Carter, not Barbara, opened the door. Wasn't he supposed to be at work? Wor...lessly, he left the door open for her, and she followed him through the entrance hall and into the living room.He looked like he had a hell of a hangover. He was wearing a wrinkled robe, tied loosely around his waist. His hair was in shambles. His eyes were red and not fully open."I came to see Barbara," Arlene announced coolly, remembering how. As he rubbed my clit while fingering me, I cum. My body shook in pleasure. I moaned grabbing onto his back. “Did you cum?” Dad asked. “Hmm…” that’s all I could say at that time. He pulled out his wet finger, “Have you ever tasted your cum?” Dad asked. “No,” I replied with my eyes still closed. “Open your mouth,” he said, and I did. He put his finger in my mouth, “Suck it,” he said. I did as he told me, “How does it taste?” he asked. “Gross,” I replied honestly because at that time I didn’t find. Besides, Howard always seems to have a girlfriend when Page finally gets enough nerve to try and change that status.“Hey there, Howard,” she calls out.Howard stops and smiles, one of those that make him look so dreamy. “Someone is in a good mood today,” he says. “You must have gotten something you wanted.”“You know me all too well,” she answers, matching his smile.They have been roommates for three years now, quite a long time to fantasize and quite a long time to get to really know each other.. He needed a couple more things to set the scene for what he hoped would start a bit of fun when she returned. After a quick trip to the supermarket, he returned with a respectable bouquet of flowers that he put in a vase on the fireplace. He placed candles and tea-lights on the window ledges, under the mirror hanging above the side cabinet and around the edge of the room, on the floor. He sent a quick text to Helen, Have a good workout babe. Looking forward to seeing you later. Let me know.