” She stood up and reached over to the dresser, opening a drawer She removed a black blindfold, She moved towards him and placed it over his eyes. ... She read his mind, “You are wondering what I’ll do next, something nice…something mean.” He felt Her get on the bed and straddle his thighs, Her heat radiated through him; his cock strained even more. Seconds, minutes, hours passed till he soon felt Her body shift, he knew She now bent over him with Her breasts just above his cock, Her breath. But before she can cast the spell, the long hall suddenly light up. The touches along either side erupt in flame, bathing the long hall in light.Did you do that?“No.”Well, that’s creepy.“You’re telling me,” the girl whispers again.Again, there isn’t a need to whisper.“It’s a habit,” she answers in a whisper.Then break it.“Okay.” Again a whisper. “Sorry...”Penelope walks through the hall, looking this way and that, even back several times. The place has a creepy feel to it, but so far there. He had a dark tan which was always perfectly complemented by his formal shirts as if he were teasing us, daring us to undress him. He had an air of superiority and intelligence and, as such, he was a challenge to me. I am a young girl at barely eighteen with long, dark hair and large, innocent eyes and have often been complimented for my hourglass figure. With slim hips and firm 32C breasts, I had my fair share of interested men, yet he was the exception. He never seemed to notice my lustful. Not too long after I had made up my mind we were at his house alone and I said you want to blow? He said right now? Yea was my answer. He proceeded to lock the doors and we ran upstairs to the start of a new experience that I still think about today. He had twin beds in his room with about 3 feet between them. We sat opposite each other on the edge of the beds. We both undid our pants and slid them down to our knees. Both of our cocks were fully erect and throbbing. My heart was racing with the.