If she know she would be extremely pissed. Darrell came inside mouth open and obviously staring at my tits and ass. He saw I lived with my GF and he...was surprised. He asked if me and my sister would like the premium channels she looked at him and said "No me and my GF only want basic cable. That's on the order that's what we want." He was just fishing to find out her and I relationship. He look like a dog in heat. He followed me around when my gf wasn't looking. He asked me if he could. On turns, I'd sway with the motion, and notice all their eyes go straight to my legs. When we pulled up to the club entrance, I was in the middle of a giggling-fit when the doorman opened the car door for me and without thinking I turned and got out. His expression told Art and Jay their answer, and they became almost like beggars in their wanting to see my pussy. I continued to play them off, and loved that I was driving them crazy. Both Art and Jay had VIP status at the club, so we hung out. She sat up and asked me to help her with the zipper of her dress. In no time it was unzipped to her waist. Slowly, she peeled it off her shoulders, leaving her sitting there in a plain white bra. Pulling me to her, we kissed again. Like magnets to steel, my hands cupped her bra. My cock was ramrod straight, my mind awash with the possibilities of the evening. My hands drifted around behind her and I fumbled with the clasps until finally the last hook was undone. Leaning against the door, I. The idea was amazing to me. You were amazing to me. When you told me you just wanted me to understand who you were, that even though you had your faults you did your best to be a worthwhile person, something clicked in me. Fate, circumstance, identification, a bond, your hand in mine. I wanted you. You were still such a mystery even when you were open to me, as if I was given the right to read something that I could not own. I wanted that book to be mine. I wanted to take it with me, to repair.
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