She had tripped over the corner of the rug in front of the door, as so many other first time visitors to his apartment had done.He rushed to her, and ...sked concerned “Are you okay Leanne? I’m sorry I keep forgetting to warn people about that stupid rug.”“I’m okay” she said, trying to look tough, her pain apparent. “I think I sprained my ankle.”“Here, let me see” he said, helping her up, letting her sit on a chair, and sitting on a chair opposite her. He put her foot between her legs, and ran. "Anyways I think I should get going."She caught my hand,"P-Please don't go. Stay with me."She looked quite afraid.Damn, what should I do."Ok."I slipped out of my jacket and took my shoes off. She pulled me into her bed, under the blanket. I then faced away from her and tried to sleep. But it seems she had other plans. She wrapped her hands around me and legs on mine too.My heart was racing like crazy. She wasn't making it easy too. Her hand somehow found it's way under my T-shirt and she. Being bi does make for an interesting love life.I let Dan talk me into going home with him. Home? We pulled into a very familiar street. And up to a house I had been inside of just a few short hours ago. Elise's house, in fact. It suddenly dawned on me that Dan was the missing husband."I want your ass," he said.Why not? After all that hard work last night, I'd be perfectly content to just lay back (or bend over) and have it done to me. No responsibility, no performance anxiety, no stress, no. I realise you have slowly pulled down the zip. I whisper your name, fearful yet not wanting you to stop. Your hand pressed against the opening, fingers slip inside, now sliding against the thin silky covering of my little cotton panties. You can feel every detail of my plump little mound, stroking it gently. Moulding it, squeezing it. I feel a tingling in my pussy, know I must be getting wet down there. Your finger finds the firm little core of my clitoris nestling in its protective folds of.
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