Which was really wanky if you asked her. It wasn't Santana's fault that the blond had decided to barge in on her for sexy times and caught her in a co...mpromising position.Flashback to last nightHaving come home to an empty house was a godsend for the Latina since she had been sporting a raging boner almost all day. All thanks to the little midget and those damn short skirts of hers. Not wanting to let an opportunity to go to waste Santana ran to her room and flopped down on her bed making sure. When he left the room,Heather leaned forward in her seat and smiled the kind of smile I had never seen her give me before."was it hot",she asked in a soft voice.Taking aback slightly, I sat back and tried my best bravado response."It was ok",I said and finished the dregs of my drink."But she was not realy good at that shit.I mean the idea seemed good to her but when push came to shove,the bitch was chicken shit".Heathers smile widened and her eyes had a sparkle in them.I felt kind of. His hands in my hair tugged me back to him just as I felt him tense. I pouted. "Not yet." He soothed ,smiling with eyes half closed, "I want to be inside you." I kissed him, long and deep, as he rolled me to my back. He moved his hands to cup my breasts again and, his eyes holding mine, he leaned down and flicked his tongue across the nipple. My whole body trembled and my stomach turned to pulsing fluid. Still smiling, he continued until I could no longer control the whimpers before he. Moments later he finished speaking and looked up at Cathy and Al. “That’s okay,” he told them. Cathy looked back at Al and squeezed his bulge again. “It gives us just over an hour.” Al smiled. “What have you in mind?” She squeezed him a little harder this time. “We can’t have you going out dressed like that, can we?” “Dressed?” “A man should dress either to the left or to the right,” she explained. “Not with it sticking out in front.” Al grabbed her hand and led her from the room. He.