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I was both excited and nervous when I found out I was going to see my friends again. We all went to different colleges, and rarely got the see each other. Dalton had called me earlier that week and told me that Adam and Mary were going clubbing with him on Thursday. I agreed to come, but I never expected what was going to happen. I picked up my ringing cell, and answered. “Dalton? I don’t think I can make it. My car is in the shop again”  “You have to come! It’s not a party without you.” I laughed, “Do you think you can get me?” “I’m coming. I will be there in an hour ok?” I breathed a sigh of relief. “Thank you.” Picking out a short red skirt, and a white halter top, I danced over to the bathroom. I removed my top and bra, and admired myself in the mirror. I am slim and tall, with long brown hair. I slid my hands over the hills of my perky C cup breasts, Erzurum Escort and flicked my fingers over my half hard nipples. I rolled them in-between my fingers, and tugged at them, making them harder. I finished undressing, and stepped into the shower. I soaped up my body completely, suds sticking to me. I grabbed the shower head and rinsed off, holding the pulsing water against my swollen breast. Moaning, I leaned against the shower wall, spreading my legs further apart. I slid the hot water down my flat tummy, and onto my hairless mound. I pressed against the cool wall, and slid the shower head over my clit, making my knees shake. A groan escaped my lips, and I grinded my slit on my fingers, opening up my pink pussy. I bit my lip as I slipped two fingers inside, exploring my pussy with my right hand, and pinched and twisted Erzurum Escort Bayan my nipples with my left. I started to finger myself harder as I neared orgasm. Sliding down the shower wall, I sat on the bottom of the tub and angled my fingers just right. Two more seconds and I would have reached climax – that is, if I hadn’t have heard the knock on the bathroom door. Startled, I turned off the shower and wrapped up in a towel. I yell through the closed bathroom door, “What the hell? Who is it??” “Uuuuuh, its Dalton. You weren’t answering your phone so I let myself in. Sorry was this a bad time?” I could tell he was smiling. “Just don’t scare me like that. Jesus.” I heard him walk to the living room. Patting myself dry, I bumped my swollen clit, which was screaming for attention. Ignoring it, I put on a red lace Escort Erzurum bra, and matching panties. Putting on the rest of my clothes, I walked out into the living room. Dalton smirked, “You are pretty dressed up for one lousy night.” I stuck my tongue out at him. “Come on, we gotta go. Are Adam and Mary already at your house?” “Yeah, probably sucking face on my couch. Ugh.” I got in the passenger seat of Dalton’s Corvette, and we started to his house. Getting on the highway, Dalton began to pick up speed. “Dalton, slow down. I really don’t want to get pulled over.” He pressed his foot on the pedal more. “Aaah relax. We are going to be late if I don’t hurry.” We sped past cars at 85mph, and I groaned in frustration when we passed a police car. A few moments later I saw the familiar red and blue lights in the rearview mirror. Dalton pulled over and put his head on the steering wheel. “Shit Shit Shit.” He mumbled under his breath. I punched him on the shoulder, “Dumbass. Now we are really gonna be late.” The cop look in his twenties, and inexperienced as he fumbled with his ticket pad, and approached the driver side door.

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