...ion. The bad news was that Stacy couldn't get it out of her mind. She was constantly fantasizing about it and she was . . . well perpetually hot. She had tried several times to take care of business, but it was a no go. The last time that she had an orgasm was when being fucked by Black Scorpion's kryptonite cock.
Stacy shifted in her seat and pressed her thighs tightly together and squeezed. To make matters worse, Lexi wasn't helping things. While Stacy was trying to watch CNN in an effort to forget about her horniness, Lexi came into the room in her underwear and started doing her yoga stretches. God, you could see practically everything. Did the girl have no shame? Didn't she know that Ellen was due back home and that her boyfriend might come in with her? And didn't she know how sexy her ass looked in that position? 'What am I thinking?' Stacy wondered.
"You staring at me Stacy?" Lexi asked.
"No," Stacy replied defensively.
"It's okay if you want to look," Lexi said. "I don't care." To prove it, she turned so that she was facing Stacy and put her legs behind her shoulders and rolled back. Every part of her, from her mons to her labia was displayed through the tightly drawn fabric of her panties.