The weather was sultry. A bout of late autumn sunshine following on from a week’s rain meant the city felt damp. In Allison’s bedroom, with window...s closed it was stuffy but she knew that leaving them open would mean a chilly early morning.Allison lay, unable to settle, pulling her duvet over herself and pushing it off again at regular intervals as she tried to get to sleep.She was resigning herself to spending an uncomfortable night. It wasn’t as uncomfortable as Gordon would be having, she. I had swallowed my lover’s first load when he came and after we got high, I sucked him until he was erect again and then rode him until he came in my cunt. I loved licking his huge cock after we fucked and I spent 20 minutes running my tongue up and down his shaft and large balls, cleaning off his sperm and my pussy juice. My long, pierced tongue found his asshole and soon I was stroking his stiff dick again. He smiled at me and then I took him in my ass. He pulled my hair back and rode me like. I knew deep withinmyself that I was going to go inside their house. Ostensibly it was to checkif Sally was home but surely I could have done that by knocking on the door,ringing the doorbell? Why did I have to enter the house, invade their home?I knew why but at that time I didn't want to admit what was lurking in thedarkness of my mind. The curtains blew in and out with the breeze and for a moment I hesitated,hovering at the threshold. If I took a step inside and was confronted thenI was. "I felt myself blushing."Does it have to be on a girdle?" I don't know Caroline. I like lace, pretty lace, and the girdle ispretty because it has lace on it. And then I suppose I was thinkingthat if I wear it, I'd be pretty also." So you think that if you put on my girdle you'd be pretty. Pretty,because of the lace on it? Do you really think that?"I turned to Linda not knowing what I should say. Perhaps I was hopingshe would say that I would look pretty with a girdle on. Instead Lindamade a.