Definitely unimpeded

Twenty minutes ago, Chloe had lost her blouse somewhere between the bathroom and the back door. Ten minutes ago, Peter had carried her to the walk-out basement and shoved the glass door aside, with Chloe moaning and writhing in his grip. Eight minutes ago, she felt a sofa's rough upholstery against her naked back and Peter's rough hands on her baked orbs. Three minutes ago, Chloe saw her first cock, and immediately devoured it. Perhaps she thought about the insanity of this situation, and the recklessness she was showing with a boy she barely knew, but two of Peter's fingers slipped into her dripping cunt and she wondered why she had entertained the thought of complaining.

Fuck, she's great, Peter mused. He made a mental note to apologize to Hannah for many years of pining over her when her could have been enjoying himself. That's what she had been trying to tell him all this time, but he simply refused it outright because of some misguided loyalty to her. Am I an idiot or what? he thought happily.

"Oh Peter," Chloe moaned, releasing him with a smack and smearing her saliva across its length. She pressed her ass into his hand, forcing his digits further into her with an audible "schlick." "I have a confession to make."

"Muh uh?" Peter barely comprehended the fact that Chloe said something.

"I've never done... any of this before..."

"Yeah?" Somehow Peter figured she had a certain level of inexperience, but clearly well versed enough if that blowjob meant anything. "I'd say you're doing great."

Chloe giggled, soft and innocent, and whispered a "Thank you." She gave him a wet kiss on his glans, then carefully reared up on her knees. Peter craned his head down to her lips, and she heatedly attacked his mouth. Peter soon fondled her backside through her crumpled skirt with both hands, and Chloe raked her nails across his chest, leaving hot, white trails.

"Damn Chloe, you're hot!" Peter seethed.

"That's what they say about redheads," Chloe replied. She applied pressure to Peter and he slowly tipped backward until his head contacted the armrest. Sliding underneath her, Peter quickly inhaled when their genitals met, that gorgeous feeling of drenched warmth that he had almost forgotten. Chloe grasped firmly onto his cock, and she lifted herself into position. "We're... on fire."