fuck it!”
Mona abruptly stopped stroking my cock and using both her hands she removed her panties giving me my first look at her hairy snatch. I reached down between her legs and began to press my fingers against the smooth silk gusset of her panties, deeply massaging the flesh undernear. Mona shivered and giggled as I made contact with her polished little jewel and sent bolts of pleasure through her body. Mona didn’t reply but held the door firmly shut and I hastily covered myself up just in case Ashley came in. “Should I go?” I asked, uncertain what the social etiquete here was. That didn’t bother me either. She tossed the duvet off the side of the bed and raised her knees, pointing towards the end of the bed. There was a pause. She pulled it open baring her ample chest and then dropped it to the floor as she walked towards me. “…I just didn’t think about you like that…” I stumbled digging deeper. I wasn’t really sure what to say, the sexual energy having dissipated, it felt a little awkward. She undid the fly and pulled the tight fitting denim down, wiggling her curvy hips to get them off, before folding them up and laying them on the beanbag.
