After a few moments of deliberation, Vanessa makes up her mind. "Sure, I wouldn't
mind the company." She smiles, before adding suggestively, "I don't mind you taking
me home." With that said, the two of you stumble out the bar into the cold, airy night.
...
Back at her place, the two of you neck each other upon her bed. Having beckoned
you into her place to share a drink, the both of you are now in the deepest throes
of fondling. Most of Vanessa's blouse's buttons are unbuttoned, as she passionately
allows you more and more access to her body.
Within the span of a few more moments, her bra follows suit onto the floor along with
the rest of her discarded clothing. Her blouse and skirt. All that remain upon the
smooth and fair-skinned, brunette beauty are her pink thong and ankle length white
socks.
In the glow of the moonlight, you watch Vanessa gasp for breath as her body slowly
goes into over drive, the moment on the verge of overwhelming her. She groans and
shudders as she feels your touch, yet surrenders more of her flesh for your
amusement. She leans back on her bed, closes her legs together, and with a demure
look beckons you atop her.
Shedding your clothes quickly, you quickly lay atop her, kissing her ferverly, as your
hands explore each others bodies. She gasps momentarily, as she feels the
combination of you nuzzling her neck and your fingers reaching downwards to grope
her sweet panty covered treasure. Your hands slide under the taut stretch of flimsy
material, covering her cunt and begin to drag them down between her legs, intent
on shoving your hard cock deep within and planting the seed that you believe
fate has brought you here to plant.
But just as quickly, she stops your advance with a quick hand, gasping in the quiet
darkness, no other sound save for her breaths.
"Wait! Wait, I'm not really sure. I mean," she whispered, although it was just the two
of you in her dark and dimly lit room. She looks up at apprehensively, and with
all the many recent years of safe-sex propaganda, she predictably says, "We
need a condom."
Vanessa reaches over to her night stand, pulls out the drawer, and places into your
hand an foiled condom.
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