The thirty-minute rump on the living room's floor was hardly the quickie John had promised. The room was an absolute mess. Kimberli huffed, as she kicked away the discarded packaging, to uncover the clothes that were strewed about for something suitable to wear. As she tiptoed around the debris, the plush cream-color rug she walked upon served as a reminder of how they had so blissfully christened it moments ago. Kimberli blushed, as the memory of how John's hard body hovered over her as he thrust inside her replayed within her mind. It was magical anytime they made love. Though she thoroughly enjoyed every second, she was miffed, that they had even less time to get ready for school.
"Johnny, I knew we shouldn't have fooled around. Now, we'll be lucky if we make it before lunch," Kimberli
