I walked down the hall, went into the bathroom, turned on the light, and closed the door. Amateur porn I knew she was in there changing and the devil on my shoulder took over, I peeked inside. What if her number had changed? Just as I did, the song hit a fast paced chorus and she jumped, spinning toward me, and landed facing her door. Amanda gasps and digs her nails into the back of my neck. I didn’t want to do that; afraid she might get the wrong idea. While it rang, I became nervous. What if she forgot about me? While the number itself had been in my phone since the day she left, I had never used it. My dick slammed into her tight, wet vagina, harder and harder, as she begged me to fuck her hard. “I don’t know, a puppy?” I said sarcastically. “I don’t know, a puppy?” I said sarcastically. She was holding her towel up with one hand and a wine glass with the other. Amanda looked into my eyes again and said, “That was amazing.
