My boxers were already soaked, she was so wet. Xnxx Sometimes … what you wear, is distracting. I wasn’t sure what to expect with Anna. Or you can come up there.”
***
The lights were out by the time I got upstairs. “You?”
“Uhhhh … great. She was dripping down her thighs and coating me. She pressed her panty-covered mound against my cock and continued grinding. And you haven’t, uh, I mean, you were doing it every night, and you aren’t …”
“I just, it’s, well, work. “Wow,” she said. Really.”
“My cow pajamas turn you on?”
“Yes.”
“And the tank top?”
“YES. “What? Not little photos of cows, rather, but a pair of white PJs with little black spots on them, like a cow would have. I felt like a teenager. I did not wake her, nor did I jerk off. What happened last night … it was nice. You know, two friends, having fun. But you are in a vulnerable place right now. “How is this?” she asked. I didn’t want her to think I had expectations every time I went to sleep, so I assumed if she wanted to, she’d make a move.
