The fire started in the kitchen while Lucy was in the bath distracted with some naughty thoughts. Her neighbor Sam comes to the rescue, playing the fireman and saving then house from burning down. Lucy is dripping wet and wrapped in a towel. Sam is tall and gorgeous with a slow Southern drawl. It’s about to get very hot in the kitchen again …
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He kissed me, and boy did that man know how to kiss. He was gentle, persuasive, teasing my lips with gentle nips and strokes of his tongue, but once I opened my mouth he became domineering, instantly taking control, shoving his tongue in my mouth and tangling with my own, not giving me a chance to fight back. Not that I was complaining. My breasts swelled, begging to be set free of their confines, and my panties went from damp to soaked. I couldn’t believe that a single kiss could make me so fucking horny. I tugged his shirt from beneath his jeans and started working on the buttons, fingers fumbling.
Panting, he broke the kiss. “You have a bed somewhere around here?” His face was flushed, his eyes gleaming. “I can do this most anywhere, but I thought for the first time we might want some place more … comfortable.”
“You sound confident that there will be more than one time,” I commented, as though my pussy wasn’t throbbing and my knees weren’t trembling.
He winked. “I guess we’ll see, won’t we?”
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