As the sky darkened and the misty air began to chill Katie’s soft skin, her racing thoughts began to re-submerge. Peering through her thick spectacled glasses, she noticed that across the street, was the one who consumed her naughty thoughts the previous night. Her heart began to race, and low, in the depths of her pelvis, she felt that oh too familiar sensation. She ran into her home avoiding all contact with the male. For this was no normal male, this was Tyson Wyler. The gorgeous swimmer with a physique that soaked her panties at first sight. With his soft and shiny dark brown hair that gently rested upon his hansome face. With sparkling white teeth that katie imagined many times nibbling on her most tender spots, and hands with the power to seduce even the most stern. Katie lay in her bed, with vivid ideas and fantasies skating across her mind. The sensation in her pelvis became greater and soon started to throb. Beads of glistening sweat glided down her beautifu face stopping at her neck and sinking into her skin. Katie allowed her hand to slowly slide down her petite torso and reach the zipper of her pants. She unfastened the tight jeans and threw them to the floor. Hand rested atop her womanhood, she began to explore. First, her index finger smoothly scraped the surface, tickling her in a pleasant way. Her freshly shaved pussy began to scream for more. She directed her finger into her soft, warm, velvety cunt. With this she let out a sigh. Deeper and deeper the finger went until chills were sent throughout her body and the enjoyable feelings from her pelvis soon reached her toes. Next, Katie’s other finger sunk into her opening.. she could feel her moist walls closing in around her fingers. A third finger entered then a fourth, causing Katie’s back to arch and her mouth to open releasing a loud and sensual moan.