I couldn’t help but to smiled back. But I didn’t stop pumping his ass. I leaned forward and licked the drops of ooze that had landed on his chin... Then, I kissed him and shared with him the warm, sour flavor of his thick juice. I couldn’t help but to think that I had tasted about most, if not all, of the nectars Travis body has to offer, and now we were enjoying them together in that kiss. Our tongues battered our saliva, sweat, his ass moist and his seed. And all tasted wonderfully.As we. It was his eyes that put her off, though: dull and incurious, and set just a bit too close together. But it had been six months or so since she’d last been laid, so when he slid onto a barstool in front of her, introduced himself and asked where he knew her from, she didn’t immediately tell him to go fuck himself. Instead, Victoria looked him in the eye and said, “I wouldn’t know.” In seven years, she had never fucked even one of the several thousand dudes that had come on to her from across. "Good gig?" Yeah, once I'd played through the list it was fine. Funny bunch of misfits though. Josh was the only sane one there. Oh, Peter was ok, but the other two – weird!"Cassie looked up, there was a look of surprise on her face."Not Furtive Glance?" she asked."Yes," he said, surprised. "You remember, Joshua came to our housewarming?"Cassie now felt real fear, though she did not know why. She had finished with Zak, hadn't she? But she also knew the members of the band, and the stories that. During a commercial he asks her what she wanted. He reaches over to squeeze her tits and flick their nipples. She tells him that she didn't really have much to say and leans over to kiss him. His kiss is fleeting and distracted. His program has come back on. He guiltily mutters, "Um, you know, my show." She quietly goes back to her book.A few minutes later as she turns off her light and settles in for sleep, he asks if she's mad at him. She asks him, why he thinks she might be mad. He says that.