She was a bit surprised to see me sitting in the living room with my laptop hooked up.It was a warm day already, so I was sitting in shorts enjoying t...he freedom being at home allows. She was dressed in sweatpants and a sweatshirt, which was a bit warm for the day, but certainly casual enough. When she came in, I gave a warm salutation and smile then once she responded in kind I broached the topic of the errant panties. They were hers alright. And after much embarrassment, she made the excuse. I looked him playful in the eyes and stepped inside.It was a bit dark inside and dusty but I didn't care. I was living the excitement of getting fucked for the first time.I previously fingered myself and knew that I would enjoy it, but being in that situation where this hard cock was waiting for me to fuck me was turning me so much on that my hands and legs were shaking.Sylvio grabbed me by my waist and pulled me towards himself. He started kissing me on the lips and in my neck. He whispered in. “I swear you were born with a basketball in your hands. Don’t you want to take a break and have some fun? Besides… Basketball season hasn’t even started yet!” “Are you implying basketball isn’t fun!?” I laugh as I watch the frustration in her expression mixed with disappointment at not getting what she wants. “Anna, I live, breathe, and eat basketball! Basketball season is every day for me!” “He’s not kidding,” Donny says. “I literally saw him try to eat a basketball once. Wait a sec… You’re. She wanted it to be on a plain of its own, not cheap and tawdry, even though she intended it would never go beyond an exciting affair. And it was progressing as enchantedly as she'd hoped... the cocktails, then dinner, and finally, the agreed motel for a few impassioned hours.God, in the store, his hot kisses had been searing embraces of lustful desire, his big warm hands eagerly smoothing over her tremulous curves. "Damn!" he'd hoarsely whispered, "Why aren't you dressed the way you were the.