Then she slides over and lays her body on mine. Our lips meet in perfect union, the most angelic kiss that ever existed. Our tongues meet, perfectly in tune. I wrap my arms around her waist, then I push her back from me. She’s confused. “Why’d you stop?” she asks. “I never stopped. It was you who went silent after the first day we met. Why did you ignore me?” I demand. I have to know what’s going on. “My parents don’t need to know my ever move, do they? Especially in this neighborhood, they’d never stay if we hung out.” “So you forget about me?” “I never forgot. I played it safe.” “Baby girl, you aren’t safe around me.” That turned her on. Her eyes lit up and she leaned into me. We met in a passionate kiss again, this time I slid my hands down her back. She shuddered as I let myself fondle down her thighs and up her arms. I feel her up everywhere she lets me. I might succeed this time. Lillian surprised me when she wraps her legs up around my waist and pulls herself tight to me. I go. Sari is short for Sarrina. What the hell Beth! Its freezing out there, get in here dumb. I reached out and pulled her in. Once she was inside I wrapped her in one of my favorite blankets and made her sit on the bed. What are you doing here so late? Its two in the morning. I exclaimed quietly. I didnt want to wake mom and dad. Beth looked me up and down, Nice pjs. She said. I looked down at my elephant-in-tootoo covered pajamas. Well theyre comfortable and at least Im not freezing my ass off, why are you over so late, Beth? She looked away for a moment. I admired her dark beauty. Beth was tall and thin, her body had the perfect amount of curve in all the places I didnt, her hair was so black it looked blue sometimes, it was long and kept in a braid, her skin was olive and flawless. I was short, about 52, with unruly curled red hair I wore loose down my back. My body was okay at best, my curves were subtle and my breasts filled a C cup. But id have to say my legs and butt are what Im.
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