The face that stared back from the mirror a minute later was wicked and screamed sex, my eyes dark and shaded and glittering mysteriously with every m...ovement, and my cheeks enhanced with a permanent blush. I looked slutty and needy, and hopefully exactly like Cordelia had wanted me to when she had ordered me to "Dress to seduce." God, how I wanted to press my hand between my thighs and stoke that fire that was again roaring up at the thought of her! * "Oh my god, you look fabulous!". We walked wordlessly down our little corner hall, and just as I pulled the key out from under my shirt and stuck it in the lock, Isis turned around.“I thought you were coming over,” she said simply. I froze, and she reached around me to place her hand on top of mine. She was a full head taller than me, plus more with her heels on, and she was pressed right up against my back. Her voice was like an analgesic. “You don’t have to be scared. I won’t rush you into anything. You think I haven’t. Deeper with every push, the black holding my wrist started to french kiss me, deep and hard, his tongue wild in my mouth. As the other one boned me, deeper and deeper he came forward and sucked on my neck. My female parts felt so full and tight as he worked his weapon into my deepest depths.My hands were free now as I ran them over his steel like shoulders which were slick with his sweat. His head was shaved bald, he was so powerful, bringing squeals from me each time he drove his black penis. I replied a little ashamed: "I'm sorry, but you are very beautiful." "Thanks, but am I a little old for a boy your age?" "There is no age to look at a woman"We continued this little game of seduction for a few minutes until his foot reached the top of my thigh, just below my erect penis.With her bare foot she felt the jerk in my pants: "You're all excited, you know?" "You are doing nothing to not do this."She stood up, sat down next to me and started kissing me. After a few shovels, my hands.