Alisha tossed and turned, changing her position in her bed for probably the twentieth time that night. According to the clock on the dresser, it was already 2:15am and she still couldnt sleep. The rain was falling lightly, but she could hear it usual pitter patter against the the steel roof above. She loved it when it rained, she would leave one or two windows slightly open so that the cool breeze could fill the house. She loved how the coolness felt against her skin, how she would feel the tingling sensations as she rubbed her warm hands over her bare stomach, how her exposed nipples would react as her fingertips slid lightly over them. How she would feel that familar wetness building as she rubbed her legs together.
Her hand slowly caressed her body as another gust of cool breeze swept through her bedroom. Her fingers slipping slowly into her white cotton panties, brushing over her trimmed patch of hair, finally finding her wet pussy lips. Her legs instinctively spreading apart, her knuckles fighting against the tight fabric for space as she slides her middle finger in. She gasps,while her other hand caresses her left breast, her nipple rolling between her fingers, her eyes closed, deep in pleasure. Her head rocks back as another finger joins the first. She is so wet now, she opens her eyes briefly, the ceiling swirling in her mind. Her head tilts forward and that is when she first sees him.
She scampers to the head of the bed, still topless, her right arm across her breasts, her legs tight together, hiding her soaked panties. He doesnt move. She shouts at him. "get out of my house, why are you here?" "take whatever you want and leave."
Even in the dim light she can see him smile, he pulls his hand from behind his back and reveals his gun. She starts to scream but stops when he puts his finger to his lips letting her know that she should stop. She scampers to her knees, but he is calm, slowly putting the gun on the bottom of the bed. He proceeds to pull of his T-Shirt and drop his pants and underwear to the floor.
He now stands naked in front of her and Alisha does not know if its the rain or the situation, but she finds her eyes wandering off the gun on the bed and onto his body. His muscled chest and flat abs gave way to one of the longest dicks she had ever seen. He picks up the gun and waved it in a come here fashion. She only hesitates a second, she knows she may have done it even without him holding a gun. She slowly crawls to him on all fours, his dick already standing at attention ready to be serviced.
The cool breeze rushes about her body as she brushes her cheeks against his dick, feeling the hardness against it, rolling her head under it, feeling it rub against her hair, then rasing her head up again feeling his dick brush against the other cheek. She wets her lips and rubs it slowly back and forth against the tip of his dick, feeling it twitch against her. Her tongue darts out, circling the tip of his dick, she hears him let out a low moan as her tongue sldes under his shaft, flicking wildly around. She lets his dick slide up the slide of his face as she moves in towards his balls, licking slowly, letting her tongue explore each side.
She loves that he is already leaking precum by the time she retirns to the tip of his dick, she closes her lips and presses against the tip of his dick. feeling her lips part as she lets him slide slowly in, gliding over her tongue and towards the back of her throat. She holds his hips urging him to start bucking it slowly, letting him slip it in and out of her mouth.
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