CHAPTER 11 – CASHMERE AFFAIR

Skimpy panties handcuffed Rain’s ankles as Austin’s oversized hands held her waist. Forced to brace herself against the wall, his gentle thrusts tickled her very inside. An instant summoning of sweet juices allowed his pole passage to the center of its destination. Deep was his passion as she gasped, overwhelmed by his size. Rain could do nothing more than politely bite and breathe heavily into the collar of cashmere. High heels provided the perfect angle for his access from behind. Overrun with uncontrollable emotion, she invited sensations of tingling delight.

Rain leaned forward, moving her hand up the inside of Austin’s thigh to the place where his swimmers resided. Caressing him slowly and gently, she synchronized the movement. Her slippery hand stroking his undercarriage caused an explosion of liquid heat, as Rain received the totality of his sticky love. She quivered to a climax as his throbbing pulsating stick continued to sway back and forth. The feeling of a single stream of affection dripped down her leg and intensified an already wicked orgasm.

Quickly cleaning themselves at the expense of other hanging garments, they exited the closet. Immediately, they ran into her best friend, Sandy.
“It took you two that long to hang up your coats?” she asked.
Still in a euphoric daze, all Rain could muster was, “Happy Birthday!”
Sandy paused briefly and realized the error in her assumption. Brandished with an evil grin fit for a porn star, she giggled before saying,
“There’s ice cold water in the fridge, if you feel the need to cool off a bit.” She continued in a whisper. “By the way Rain, you’ve got your skirt on backwards.”