When we got to the stairs she abruptly stopped , she leaned down slowly and put her hands on the third step. Her tee shirt rose up and I was looking a...t her naked ass, her puckered brown hole and her naked pussy. Deanna was at such an angle her shirt practically came off her. I reached down and helped slide it the rest of the way off her. She was completely naked. My cock sprang to life under my sweat pants. I pulled it out and began rubbing Deanna’s bald fuck hole with my cock head. Deanna. Dee grabbed her hand. Lani gave her a questioning look, but her friend only gestured at the jumbo screen. Lani had only been in town a couple of months and hadn't had a chance to get as familiar as she would have liked with any of the local teams, but she recognized a couple of names from the sports section. Her jaw dropped when the first defenseman was introduced. "Starting at defense, number twenty-four, Kaaaaaarl Jonnnnnsson!" The women stared up at the screen and the picture of the tall. "Hello... ?" She said breathlessly. "Who?" A pause. "You must have the wrong number, there's nobody here named Mario." She hung the receiver on the hook, disgusted."Let's watch the other tape." Betsy suggested, the sexual spell of the moment broken by the errant phone call. She plumped the pillows against the couch again before going to the VCR and inserting the tape she'd rented.She sat down with her back against the couch and patted the floor in front of her. "Why don't you sit here with me?". " Together, I have a few days before I begin my research." Ok, so tomorrow we head home and decide what to do and try and find somewhere quickly and in a quiet place. There has been too much adventure these past few weeks." We had dinner and afterwards I finally spoke to my parents, since we arrived in Chicago. Melissa had spoken to them on several occasions, reminding them of what happened to me after our attack when I was younger. So I assured them that I was fine and Amy and I would be.