Brian Joseph

I'd become turned around, in the meantime. "I hate the dark," she confided in me. I patted her back in an effort to calm her, and she pulled me tighter to her body. I couldn't help but feel her breasts pressed against my arm, and after a moment I realized her crotch was pressed to the back of my hand. All of a sudden, I felt myself growing hard, and a plan hatched in my mind, as I finally found the door. "It's locked," I lied. "With the power out, we're locked in here till it comes back on." I could feel her shaking against my body, whether