Russo asked if Shaun wanted to do the interview in the living room. Shaun said sitting at the dining room would be more formal. The table was more lik... a desk. The group sat and chatted in the family room while Jenny cleaned things up. When Amanda started up the stairs to her room, Ms. Russo pulled out her hair clips again. Her dark brown locks flowed down like a waterfall to reach her butt where it bounced slightly before settling.“Are you ready?” she asked Shaun. He nodded, trying to keep his. ”Finally, the door opened, and she pulled me inside. I was still rubbing myself as she pushed me against the wall and let the door close behind me. For a moment, we stared at each other, unsure what would happen next. Then she lunged forward and kissed me deeply. My knees almost gave out, but she was still pressing me against the wall.“Oh god,” I gasped, breaking our kiss after what might have been days, but probably only seconds. “I need you. Please. Please.”She was breathing hard, and her. And, worse, that she had wanted it… That very thought brought the dark clouds back to Rachel’s brain as she stayed huddled on her closet floor. The lump in her throat returned and forced her to swallow painfully. Had that truly been the beginning? Had it been what had led her to agree to-? The tears rose back and Rachel couldn’t hold them off. She began to cry again softly as the memories she didn’t want returned to her. And this time, she couldn’t push them away with happier ones. Her cries. Ever eager to please, Katie did as she was told. The smooth heat of my precum doubled with Katie’s touch. I got even wetter.“That’s enough. Bring Nick’s cock closer to me.”Cee’s lips began sucking on my head but only on the tip. She pulled back enough to lick me again. This time she used that masterful tongue to pull a strand of my juice until there was a five inch bridge between the tip of her tongue and the tip of my penis. The artistry of it both as an achievement and as its own beauty.