Hilary Duff & Haylie Duff - Sex Stories

Hilary Duff & Haylie Duff

... She stopped at the door, and turned around. “What’s your name?” She asked. “Lone. Conrad Lone.” Hilary nodded. She wondered if it was true. She unlocked her door, and lead him inside. “Come on. I’ll give you a tour, then you can take a shower if you want.” She announced. The tour was brief, and basic. She showed him the main areas of the house, which of course went without needing much explanation. She walked him to the upper level, and pointed out the rooms as she went by, finally stepping into a tiny bedroom. “You can leave your stuff in here, if you want. The bathroom is across the hallway. You can shower if you want. I might have some clothes my ex left behind. I can go take a look if you want.” “That would be great.” Conrad commented calmly as usual. “Okay. Well. I’ll go check for clothes. Um… Towels are in the closet beside the bathroom.” She concluded, stepping out of the room. Conrad hadn’t had a shower in weeks, and it felt great to finally have one. He spent just under an hour in the woman’s shower, before finally stepping out. He wrapped himself in a towel, and stepped back into the hall. He glanced down the narrow corridor. He was about to step into his bedroom, when he heard something behind him. He looked down the opposite end of the hall. One of the bedroom doors was hardly closed, and he could see Hilary standing in front of the doorway, casually undressing. She wore a pair of tiny black lace panties, and as she slipped off her satin blouse, she revealed ...

... a strapless satin bra. He had a clear view of her back, and could feel his cock twitching under the towel. Hilary suddenly turned her head as if something had startled her, and peered back at the man. She slowly turned to face him, but didn’t move to close her door. She had an amazing set of breasts straining against her tiny bra, and her entire body was taut, and shapely. A tiny diamond naval piercing sparkled as she breathed slowly. She slowly licked her full pink lips with just the tip of her tongue. As Conrad stared at the young woman’s breathtakingly sexy body, she gazed back at his muscular upper body, and found him even more attractive, even with the multiple scars that were dotted all over his chiselled form. She reached out quietly, and closed her bedroom door. Lone didn’t so much as hesitate. He turned, and walked into the spare room where a pair of sweat pants, and a t-shirt were sitting neatly folded on his bed. He started quietly getting dressed when there was a knock on the door. He turned, and unlocked the brass knob, opening it slightly. Hilary pushed her way in, her long shapely legs stretching out of a tiny silk robe that stopped well above her knees, and hung loose at the top even though it was cut to form to her shape, and the belt was done tightly, he could still see her amazing cleavage. “YOu look better. Smell better too.” She stated. She glanced at him, as he stood in front of her in his shorts. “Should I come back later?” “Why? Something make you ...