It wasn’t so smooth, but my fingers finished it, and I straddled him. XXX He was about six foot one, dark brown hair, enough muscles to be handsome but not creepy, and a smile that left a swath of drenched panties in it’s wake. “Hi, Laura!”
It took me a few seconds to get my brain in order. “Thanks, you’re pretty good yourself. I’ve picked on you, sure, but I’ve never done anything to really hurt you. He just laughed at me and went into the kitchen. I had the perfect dress that looked good, but not slutty, the perfect shoes, and I had enough time to make my hair look right. It was right tonight, but I think I needed it. He wasn’t exactly going all out,
but he was enjoying himself,




















