Her clit was fully engorged and begging for my touch. As much as we wanted to tear into each other, we went slowly to heighten the passion we felt. She looked great in her pic….damn near the same as the last time I saw her. I unbuttoned her dress in the back and slid it down her shoulders, kissing her neck as I did. We looked deep into each others eyes and connected with each other. We had a few drinks and caught up on each others lives. That whole week, I felt like a kid again waiting for my date that weekend. She didn’t get back to me for a couple days, making me think she didn’t want any contact. Allie looked up at me with a full mouth. My heart jumped as I saw her name in the sender line.
