After checking the house and Krystal’s window I set up my little stand and lightly tapped on the glass. I saw her shadow through the curtains get up from her bed. She crossed the room twice, then she was looking out at me with her bright pretty smile. She slowly and quietly raised the sash. “Hey!” She whispered excitedly. Leaning out and kissing me before I could respond. “Hey yourself! Still good?” We made out a little as best we could through the window. My hands nearly taking off her sleep shirt to feel her smooth warm skin and her firm, small, braless breasts. She was still smiling and looked so excited in the moonlight. “Yea she was just being a b****.” Talking about her mom who had grounded her for some backtalk. “God I’m so h**** lets do this!” She whispered, stood, lay a folded towel on the framework, turned away from the window and pulled her sleep shorts down. Gently she eased onto the window sill and wiggled her nice a** out of the opening until she was set in place. I had been working my pants down. “Oh my god your so wet baby!” Rubbing her soaking, maybe dripping wet p****. “I can smell your beautiful p**** Krystal, damn I want to f*** you!” “I’ve been rubbing off waiting for you!” She whispered. I grabbed my hard on and worked it up and into her tight wet v*****. She let out a low moan knowing that she couldn’t be her usual noisy lover. I fucked her like the h**** man I am for a good long time. Fondling her t*** and rubbery erect n******. I could tell that she had several orgasms on my c***. Her sweet juices dripping off my balls. I squirted my c** shots deeply inside her. Still f****** her, it added to the fluids running down my c*** and balls. I pulled out, she used the towel to wipe herself and handed it to me. We hung out for an hour or more. Talking, kissing, sharing a joint and a few sips of her vodka. We would see each other tomorrow.