?WHAP? I can do this all night Katrina, what?s it gonna be? Katrina feels the sting of the slap this time it burns alittle deeper. This time It wasn?t...a love tap.Gretchen meant business. Katrina?s head slowly rolled back and Gretchen met herface with yet another stinging slap. Harder still then the onebefore it. WHAP!!!! Gretchen grabbed Katrina?s chin and pulled her face forwardto face her own and was surprised when the woman summoned enough strength andwill to spit in her face. A low hoarse. “I’m going to head out now,” Joyce said. “See you next week?”“Yes! Let me walk you out.”“Oh, kiss her right here Steve, it’s fine,” Kara giggled. “I told you that before!”I shrugged, and Joyce and I exchanged a searing French kiss that clearly showed our desire was still there.My eyes sought Kara’s, and found her watching us, flushed, her chest heaving, biting her lip, as if trying to contain a desire she didn’t feel she could act on.“If you want to,” Joyce whispered as she turned and walked. Let's go hang out together...", Erik-Jan winked at me. "Then I will bring some extra condoms. Time to empty our sacks there...", I laughed.Steven got on his bicycle and drove home. I walked next to Erik-Jan with our mopeds by the hand to the back alley behind our houses. We talked there for a while longer. He suddenly grabbed my arm and pulled me towards him. He turned his head a little and puckered his beautiful full lips. We kissed dearly. After that nice kiss I looked at him a bit surprised.. But a girl's allowed her fantasies, and as I purposefully crossed my legs - slowly enough to let Gareth know that I was naked beneath my little black dress - I felt a twinge of excitement settle in the pit of my stomach and the tiniest hint of moisture reach the lips of my pussy, sensitive and exposed to the drafts entering the cab from the passing city. As I entered the club, holding my husband's hand, I could feel the eyes of other men, the heat of their collective last searing through each.