The scent of her pussy reaches me now, and I bury my face in the vee of her legs. I can feel her heat on my face, her hands running through my hair, g...rasping the back of my head. My fingers take only seconds to find the button on her jeans and pull it open. Slowly, so very slowly, I pull down the fly with one hand, and plant little kisses along the track of warm, pink skin revealed as the zipper descends. The rich textured pattern of the bra is matched by her panties, revealed as I pull on her. “Trust me Chloe, you’re not the only one who was looking forward to it...” said Elaine, imagining a terrified Chloe clinging to her through the whole movie. “I even made lunch for us to eat at the park, too…”“Well, if we’re stuck inside, then maybe we should play a game!” said Chloe. Spontaneous ideas were kind of her specialty. Whether they were good ideas, on the other hand, was typically a gamble.“A game? What did you have in mind?” Elaine inquired.“Hmm...” Chloe thought aloud. She tilted. She could barely speak but she nodded her eyes closed. I realized that the iron was hot and I needed to strike.I then pulled her closer and asked her “Kabhi mard ka haath lagaya hai?.” She nodded her head sideways meaning she hadn’t. With that, I got up, stood in front of her and took her hand and kept it on my dick. It was rock hard “Dekh baby kitna kadak hai. Kabhi mehsoos kiya hai aisa?”. She had a very befuddled look on her face. I told her “Bas aise hi haath lagate rahegi. Isko bahar. Here it was, the lame child print night gown my grandmother had given me 2 years ago at Christmas… Now this I could use.8pm rolled around, and the doorbell rang. Wow was he prompt, good thing I was ready. I knew my parents had called the almost dorky 28 year old from down the block to come watch me, he was so lame. I hoped my parade I was about to put on made my parents feel foolish. I checked the mirror one last time. The nightgown was definitely too small, the thin fabric did little to cover.