No classes. No need to get up at all, if we do not want to. And right now, I definitely do not want to. I am not yet ready to face the everyday wor...d outside of our bedroom. I search for the words to say, to tell Logan what this past night has meant to me, but before I can come up with anything, he clears his throat and beats me to the punch.“Uh – Kurt, beyond that stuff I said earlier about intertwining souls, there’s another reason I wanted to fist you.”I keep quiet, hoping to encourage. She knew it from the very beginning. They were seniors in high school and he wouldn't take no for an answer when he asked her on their first date. The pressures of life were hitting her head on and she was just lonely enough to give in right away like he wanted. Now here they were, ten years and two kids later. A house and a dog...just a blue collar family that tried their best to live luxuriously on a 20 dollar an hour paycheck. Their children, Becca and Anne, were sleeping soundly in the. Her hand slid under the elastic band of her pajamas and inside her panties. She was already wet as she moved her hand against her clit and gently prodded herself with a manicured finger. Felicia let out a soft moan as she stroked her finger along the slick walls of her sex. She was getting really hot and worked up as she increased pressure and slid her finger deeper. She closed her eyes and tried to imagine her handsome boyfriend Michael rubbing her like this. Instead the image that kept coming. Her body was smooth and slender as her C-cup breasts were full and perky, with small little pink nubs. She was unshaven as her thick, dark, curly hair formed a nice upside down triangle. She said that all of this was making her very wet. I instinctively reached over and rubbed my fingers up against her slit and I felt that she was very wet and slippery and her hair was damp. I asked, “May I?” as I reached out to her right breast and she told me to go ahead. As I touched her breast, I explored.