Still unable to sleep, impossible to get comfortable, totally stretched out, naked above the sheets, she listens to the steady whirring of the fan, os...cillating, rattling against the screen, the warm air blowing back and forth across her sweaty, sticky bare flesh, thinking for the hundredth time this summer how irritating it is that the air conditioning’s broken. Bowing, she flips one of the pillows under the small of her back, forcing her breasts to jaunt outward, spread toward her. "Aren't you gonna spend the night?" she said in a tone that was as irresistible as her tight, petite, pale body, a smile across her face as strings of damp, bright red hair fell in her face. I muttered something unintelligible in response, but it was enough for Hayley to infer a positive answer. It looked like there was still more fun to be had tonight.Hayley stepped over to the bed and climbed in while I frantically removed my own clothes. My cock was begging for air as if it hadn't seen use. Some of the positions hurt, like now, he was on his knees with her legs cradled in his arms, thrusting hard and firm in to her. Then he lay on top of her caressing her painfully hard and sensitive nipples with his hands. He kept his cock deep and rocked his hips slightly to keep his cock moving. Slow, deliberate, Eddie had never fucked her like this, his thrusts were really fast. She did not remember the base of his cock against her clit like this either, and he never played with her nipples.. She came in stunningly. She was wearing a red dress and had red gloves on.The dress fitted nicely to her body, and pushed her breasts firm against her like it was strung to perfection.She saw me and walked over, I got up and pushed in her seat for her, I sat down and we examined the menu, and I her cleavage. I ordered some Bourbon and she ordered some red wine. I ordered nothing to be desired, and she did as well. We chatted through and through the night until she downed a few glasses of wine.