Our mouths intertwined for what felt like years as our tongues danced the dance of intoxicated lust. Unbridled. Untamed.I couldn't believe the sensati...n that was rushing through my body. This had to have been the best sex I had ever had. As we lay there kissing, you embraced me, your warmth protected my naked body. Slowly I ground on you, so you went deep inside me. I could hear your small gasps in my ear, and it made me love it even more. You kept kissing me, your soft lips on my neck, and. ‘What?’ she demanded. ‘You’re working too much,’ he told her. ‘I’m the manager,’ Kaitlyn replied. ‘If I don’t do it, no one else will.’ It was Joel’s turn to roll his eyes. He leaned his hands on the bar and smiled at his cousin. ‘So take a break. Come to the game with me tomorrow night and meet one of the Flames.’ Kaitlyn huffed out an annoyed sigh and glared at Joel. ‘Which Flame?’ As if that will make a difference, she added silently. Sure, she was Canadian, born and raised in the prairies. She had a good figure and a nice ass. I had noticed many men in our apartment looked at her with lusty eyes. She was an eye candy.I went to her house quite often and even had glimpses of her in a towel or lingerie. She was kind of traditional. She liked to sit on the floor to cut vegetables and wash clothes even though she had a washing machine. She used to wash her and her family’s underwear with her hands.She was a housewife. Many incidents occurred which grew my lust for her. One of those. ”I giggled, “Hell, Greg, it sounds to me like you’ve got your work cut out for you.”He looked over at me and shook his head, slamming hard into her ass the whole time, his thighs slapping her butt cheeks loudly, “Nah, piece of cake. I’m just getting warmed up.”It was about that time when Angie slid her hand up and began rubbing her clit. She furrowed her brows at me and bit her lower lip hard. And then she let out a loud moan. A few seconds later, she opened her eyes again and showed me another.