Does the shower work?”“It does,” I nodded. “Careful with the hot water, though. The water heater is one of those instant types, and there’s ...only three gallons available. Shut it off while you lather up, or you will be rinsing in cold water.”“Okay.” She scooted her way to the foot of the bed, and sat up where the ceiling was higher. I followed suit on my side, and she climbed down to the floor. Anticipating her next request, I opened the wardrobe and pulled out her bag.“Thank you.” She smiled. It must have been a parents room or something because there was a spare bathroom and a separate desk with a sewing machine with supplies for sewing like scissors and yarn the whole nine yards. After a few minutes Patrick noticed where she went and left to investigate. He found a door slightly open and went in and closed it behind them he realized the treasure he had found. And also noticed even if she woke up no one would hear anything because of all the noise. So he shot down the last half of. "Nice and tight!" He says. "Tell me, how long have you been this wet?"You groan with pleasure as he fingers you slowly, somehow squeezing your clit as he does so. He stops as you near orgasm and goes back to cupping your lips, letting you calm down and then fingering you again. You repeat this for twenty minutes while he drives you to his home. By the time he stops the car, you are craving something longer and thicker to slide inside your dripping wet pussy. He pulls inside the garage and shuts. ” She said to me. “Sure, I want to see, let’s go.” She stood up and started to walk down the hall and upstairs as I followed her. I couldn’t help notice how great her ass wriggling while she walked and looked sexy from the white leggings and my cock got hard thinking about her hot body. I wanted to grab her ass right there but controlled myself. We went into the guest bedroom first and she looked at the curtains on the window and she said they look great they really match the flooring. I stood.