You silently rejoice as she hurriedly steps into you, one foot at a time, and though your ascent up her legs and onto her body is fast, you can't wait to caress her soft body again. What am I turning into? you wonder, but it's quickly forgotten. The wonderful smell of her body engulfs you and you're mesmerized.
Kristina quickly puts on a short skirt and the rest of her activities are obscured, until she steps into a pair of high heels. "You should be able to see... this is the shortest skirt I own." She closes the door behind her and you feel yourself quivering in pleasure... or is that her? Every step is a new sensually-charged explosion, and as she sets out into the driveway you know what's coming. You want to share this feeling with her but for all you know Kristina's forgotten you're there. She sits down in her car and you're buried in her ass, begging for more stimulation. Your wishes are granted as the car revs up and you're shaken between Kristina's cheeks. As abandoned as you feel, the loneliness is nothing compared to the heat and the vibration.
The car ride seems almost too short. Before you know it Kristina is standing and walking again and though each step is fantastic it's not the same as the pleasant ride there. Kristina adjusted her skirt as she stepped in the doorway, almost as if she were acknowledging your presence. Of course, the movement ruffles your bows and your lace and you feel a wonderful sensation ooze through you.
"Good morning Kristina," a muffled voice says from above.
"M...morning, Brad," Kristina stutters. It's just then that you realize you're giving her just as much pleasure as she's giving you.
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