I wish I had the money to move next door, I think, as I ascend the stairs to her apartment. Considering my current living situation, it may be worth t...he money to move out. Maybe I could talk Peter into- I reach Mollys floor and feel my ears twitch at the sounds coming down the hallway. Moaning, but not HELP IM DYING moaning. More like, OH GOD DONT STOP moaning. Mmmmmmm oohhhh yesss. Ohhh fuck. FUCK YESSSS. As I get closer, I realize its definitely Molly. We shared a dorm our first year of. I haven't seen her for almost a year now, yet I was in a bind with work and the new on-call schedule, so I asked her parents last week if Sophia could watch my son, as she has watched over him before when he was only an infant. However, it wasn't her height that caught my attention though. It was still a warm morning for the last day of September, as she was dressed for comfort with some very cute tight black leggins made from a very thin fabric, revealing the outline of her panties. She also. A moan escapes her lips as he slowly begins to finger her. Her tight, velvety pussy clings to his fingers like Ivy to a brick as her moans become louder and louder. “Oh, God. Oh, God. Oh, God,” she howls in primal pleasure.Korey furiously drives his fingers into her pussy, as he slowly moves a hand across her smooth, silky stomach to her small, firm boobs. He pulls down her bra and gently traces small patterns around her nipples. Reaching the point of no return, Sarah screams in carnal. “Were you gawking at his business when she jumped you?” “Maybe,” she admitted. “Wasn’t intentional though.” “Slut!” Shelly snapped and punched her humorously unable to resist the opportunity to dog her miss-perfect friend for something finally. “It wasn’t like that!” she bit back, rubbing her arm. “And thanks, but I’ve been punched enough for one day, fat ass!” “Okay, well let me tell you what I know then,” and with that, Shelly reiterated everything she had learned from husband, Lawrence on.