I couldnt refuse, could I? What else did I have to do, write? The first time she called me it was a Saturday. She gave me directions to the apartment ...he two shared and a list of things I would need. I didnt need much, she said. Just a bottle of lube, a pack of rubbers, and six pack of beer. I knew right then I was gonna like this girl. When she opened the door she was wrapped in a silk gown that Habib had bought her. She was wearing nothing underneath it. I could see her nipples erect and the. "Jo smiled weakly. "I don't know what that meant, Fran, about, 'if I need it' but if it means you're planning a rescue - forget it. I intend to stay until the last day of my sentence. Now run along with you and be careful. Remember Fran, Angela isn't that stupid and she could always get at you through Frieda by taking it out on her. Don't push your luck, and thanks for the chat - it's done me good!" Bye, Jo. See you later. Oh - by the way. I owe you a lot, the way you kept me at it around the. Ron then flipped me over on my back and pushed my legs up to my shoulders. He slammed his monster back in me and started to pound away again. He put his hands on both sides of me on the bed keeping my legs pinned between us and then he leaned down to kiss me. I pulled his head to me and started to kiss him back like crazy. I was sticking my tongue as far down his throat as I could. Both of us were moaning and groaning like crazy and I was wondering how much longer he was going to last. I felt. It wasn't going to take much to make me cum. I knew this. You dive inside me, harder this time. I cry out. Knowing that you have hit bottom. The sensation is one of pain and pleasure. Your teeth find my neck and bite down, as your pace increases. I pull at the bottom of your sweatshirt, and help it over your head. Your pace slows only slightly. I need your skin, I need to see your solid stomach and arms. Feel your warm flesh beneath my fingertips. I look into your eyes again, you.