Several stronger pulses of cum followed. I went out like a light without even dressing or throwing a blanket on, just straight to sleep. I hesitated, silhouetted against the window she could see me, where ever she was, but I could not see her. “What are you doing?” she had an unsettling glee to her tone. Not for the first time that night I felt the seconds turn into hours as I stared at the door. Several very long minutes later, I had found nothing. Propping the window open and raising an eye brow with a curious head tilt Kesha asked, “what are you doing back here?”
“Just let me in,” I begged. Not for the first time that night I felt the seconds turn into hours as I stared at the door. I raised my hand against the light and we both blinked rapidly adjusting. “So, this is your night. I would then with draw the fingers and tickle her some more and repeat.
