In the weeks that followed that night in my room not much happened. “I’m excited,” she whispered. I moaned softly as her finger tips tickled the head of my cock before she pulled her hand back. “You didn’t have a hair dryer and I was too lazy to get mine,” she giggled. She helped me put my sheets back on my bed and put the pillows back before walking down to the kitchen to fix herself a quick snack. She moved her head next to mine, smelling my cologne. “No,” Isabelle said as I pulled one out. “Oh, fuck,” I moaned as she started her ascension. She was biting one of my pillows, leaving a huge wet mark in the pillow case. She immediately turned around and kissed my lips having just washed the cum off of her face. “I know, I’m warn out.” she giggled, sitting down with her back against the wall, “Sit,” she said, pointing to the other side.
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