Kent stands up and also lays his cock on her face, probably one of the hottest mental images ever. They both help her up and lay her on the bed. Conne... begins to roughly, passionately kiss her as Kent squeezes and licks her nipples. Conner’s hand slides down to find her pussy the wettest I’ve ever seen it. He definitely liked how wet she was as he kissed her even deeper and started fingering her pussy with two fingers and rubbing her clit with his thumb. Her back arched and her moans, even. You remember us better than we remember ourselves. So, get it right! What kind of friend are you, anyway?"'OMG, ' thought the author. 'Now what do I do? My characters are out of control. My Muse done flew da coop. I am truly fucked. I should never have stopped stealing my Mother's Little Helper.'Kurt said, "you preached to us forever about alternate realities so many times, I bet you never thought it would stick. Joanne, look it his face ... he didn't! He never figured we'd believe him." David,. " Gotcha. I would absolutely love to catch up with you some more, but I gotta tell you Chris -- I'm bushed. I've been travelling since 8:30 this morning, spent three hours waiting in St. Louis for a replacement tire on a 747, then had to sit in Charlotte airport for an hour waiting for my luggage to show."Chrissy smiled. "I understand, I'm pretty whipped myself, and I need to go call Mike, check on Billy. Six hour drive to get here from Atlanta. You want to do breakfast in the morning?" Love. So we were having a conversation and my wife was rubbing my thigh up and down under the table and she could see if I was still hard and to tell you the truth I was so turned on I was afraid I would cum right there. So I excused myself to go to the bathroom and left them there to 'chat'. When I came back the table was empty, I looked around and found them instantly on the dance floor, exactly where I thought they would be. They were dancing close, grinding and rubbing each other. Hands were all.