'Come and help me, Billy, ' she said, and I followed her into the kitchen. She put some milk into a saucepan, and then turned to me and kissed me agai..., pressing her body against me. The kiss was even more passionate than before: her lips were slightly parted, and she kissed me wetly, and I felt her tongue forcing its way into my mouth...When we broke away, her breasts were heaving, and I squeezed them both, pressing them together, and she covered my hands with hers, making me dig my fingers. Maria was a matriarch, everyone looked up to her and everyone respected her advice when they came to her and asked for it. Grabbing the house phone on the way up the stairs, I knocked on the door and waited. Silence, this time I banged on her door and waited to which I got a very brittle ‘come in’. She was still in bed, her legs now up to her chin, and her arms around her legs. I ignored the glare she gave me and tossed the house phone onto the bed. ‘I suggest you call the doctors first, his. He didn’t.“Do you want to cover up?”“Yes!” Amaya said.“Do you want to quit the game now?” Wesley said.“No!” she said with just as much conviction.“Very good,” Wesley said. “Have you gone grocery shopping yet?”“No. Helen has a very small fridge that she also fills most of it with beer. I was thinking about renting a fridge like hers before buying any groceries.”“Good plan,” Wesley said. “Doing anything tonight?”Amaya gulped. “I’ve got nothing planned,” she said. Amaya hoped Wesley couldn’t tell. He could probably feel the wetness soaking through my knickers, and carried on. I buckled under the pleasure and he smirked and said something weird like "do something bold" in his Swiss accent so it didn't make much sense to me. Our kisses got even more desperate and dirty, as he pushed the chair he was sitting on away in favour of pushing me harder against the wall, gently thrusting his cock against me through layers of fabric. His hand was still playing with my hair and the other with my.