Back to Casandra: Eric arrives

Casandra has been waiting for about 20 minutes, waiting for Eric to come by and gently rubbing her clit, thinking of all the fun he and her will have.

Suddenly, she sees a man walking down the sidewalk, hurriedly looking around him. It’s retry dark outside, but Casandra knows her boyfriend enough to recognize his silhouette.

Her mind is so caught up with feelings of lust, she can barely hold her excitement any along. So, she opens the car door, letting the cool night air slowly pour onto her bare body as she steps out of the car.

She feels the hard, rough ground beneath her as she takes each step. Wearing shoes would have been very practical, but she must’ve forgotten as they started to load up.

“Eric! Over here!” She cried, trying to get her boyfriend’s attention.

“Casi? Is that you?” Eric replied.

“Mmhmm, you like what you see, babe,” Casandra said, posing and strutting all sexy like for her boyfriend. She has no shame in exposing her body to him, but being outside while she does so is a bit nerve wracking.

Eric is a typical white guy with brown hair and brown eyes. He has a bit of a beard, but it’s more accurate to call it a stubble. He is wearing a shirt with a Jean jacket and blue jeans with white shoes. His hair looks a bit disheveled, like he just got out of bed.

“Damn girl, you look fucking amazing. But why’re you even put here like this?” Eric asked.

“Long story… but what I can say is, is that I want you…” Casandra said, her eyes half open as she looks down at Eric’s crotch.

Eric catches on very quickly, chuckling as he is thinking the same thing looking down of Casandra’s soaked pussy.