Chuckling, he went into the house."Lauren, I'm home," he called out. He heard sobbing coming from the bedroom and went in there. Lauren was lying face...down on the bed, wearing just a robe. She was crying into her pillow."What's wrong honey?" he asked and touched her shoulder. She jerked when he did so and Rory chuckled again."Well, 'Dave', looks like your good buddy double crossed you. I suspected he might," Rory said.The sobbing woman turned over and looked at Rory. Her face was streaked with. I sprinted the last 20feet. She let go of the door as I approched, grabed my neck and pulled my lips to hers while I embraced her and pulled her against my body. I closed the door with my foot and grabed her ass, pressing her crotch against mine. She was very hot and I could feel her damp warmth through my shorts. Our lips never left eachothers as we staggered through her kitchen and living room. She told me to remove my shirt while I started kicking off my shoes. As I pulled my shirt over. As long as she wasn't willing to jerk me off, I had to find someone.One night while I was sitting down behind the couch screwing around on my laptop (the apartment had a couch in the middle of the living room because their TV was tiny, so there was a sort of nook with a desk behind the couch that you couldn't really see from the rest of the room), I started complaining about not getting any in a while. My friend's girlfriend was sitting right up against me, and I was getting a little. Certain that she was firmly wedged between the wall and his body, he raised his free hand to her neck, carefully wrapping his hand around her throat with just enough gentle pressure to make sure she couldn’t turn her head away. She didn’t fight it, she didn’t question it, if anything it made the liquid heat coursing through her veins burn hotter. He didn’t need to tell her what he wanted, Kendra raised dark eyes to his. She remembers thinking how the lock of displaced hair spilling across.