Bobby and Janet finally separated. No clothing had been removed, but hands had slipped here and there.
“Take me home,” she moaned.
“Can I stay when we get there?” he panted.
“You’d better!” she yipped.
Their passion didn’t fade as he drove them to her house.
“I brought the ropes,” he said, as he got out. He went to the trunk.
“You don’t need them,” she said, almost jumping up and down with excitement. “Can I be on top again?”
“Of course,” he said.
Gone was her shyness. A new world had been opened up to her, and she was impatient to take advantage of it. They undressed together and he lay down on the bed, erect ... ready for her. She stared at his p***s, just for a second, and her eyes flitted to the drawer of the nightstand next to the bed, where her dildo lay. It could just stay t
