Let her talk while you slip your hand inside her thong
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Revision as of 21:09, 28 November 2008
You walk your fingers down the girl's pelvis, playing with her pubic hair then teasing her wet outer lips.
"Y-Yeah Mom, I'm fine– I'll see you in ten–"
"Fifteen," You whisper in the girl's other ear, the tip of your finger entering her.
"–Or fifteen minutes. I umm have a lot of stuff h-h-here, bye." She hangs up the phone.
She shivers as one of your fingers forces its way completely inside. Her knees completely buckle.
"Mmmm, you smell delicious," You continue, nibbling on her ear lobe, "You must get all the boys, huh? You must have a boyfriend."
"N-No, not really," She gushes, breathing hard.
"Fifteen minutes isn't a long time, you know. I hope you don't mind that I'm going to have to rush this..."
She bites her lower lip, her hands at her sides.
"If you want, we can always arrange someplace to meet later," You wiggle your finger inside her, "I might even get to use my tongue, if you give me enough time..."
Although vulnerable, the redhead isn't so easily swayed into begging for intercourse. You know you'll have to be skillful, and develop a relationship with this girl, if you want to fuck her without getting nailed by the authorities. It's a huge risk, one that probably won't pay off.
After fifteen minutes of tenderly stroking the girl's sex, she orgasms with a mewl.
You ask for her email address, and she gives it hastily. You wish her well and give her money for the underwear, telling her to wear one of those, or something sexier, next time you two meet.
When the girl leaves, you decide to: Go prowling for more sex. Sit down and eat lunch somewhere. Go to the local library and email the girl, arranging the next place and time you'll meet.
| Status | ||
| Health | Horny | Location: |
| MP | 0 | |
| Level | 2 | |
