“He can’t wait for tomorrow to come over.”“He’s okay?”“Yes, bless his heart. Cully, you have to be extra nice tomorrow, okay? He needs o...r support. He is still at risk.”I did not want to think about that particular risk. I never liked mixing sex with violence (Miss) withstanding.“You can count on me, Girl. I’ll do good, now, tell it and slowly.”“Okay, where was I? Oh, yeah, I know: He started to undress me, I told him: ‘Not here, Tommy. Please, darling.’”“I God’s, Girl, you said that him?”“Yes,. I take it you've already talked about it with 'yours'?" "We've discussed it and it's fine. Leave it with me." "I already have." I clenched my teeth as tightly as my fists in the fabric of the couch. I shrieked and held on through each of the wallops. Tears coursed down my face and before I knew it he whacked me as hard as Andrew ever had and counted ten. It was over. My breath was wheezing in and out of my lungs, my heart going a mile a minute. And my ass burnt like crazy! But the worst thing. They both started grunting and after about five or six minutes he pulled her hips tight to him and yelled her it comes. The look on her face was unbelievable she was actually came again. They collapsed on the bed, plop out came his cock, she quickly got her mouth on it and sucked and licked it clean. Did you like that? I liked both times pussy and ass, are you going to do my ass a lot? As often as you like. I would like my pussy to always be sloppy before you do my ass ok? OK babe. They laid. ’ Kathy moved closer. Waist to waist. She smiled. ‘Go a head. You wanted to, now kiss me.’ His fingers moved along her arm, past her elbow, they stopped and teased the shoulder strap of her bra, tracing its outline beneath her white shirt. Kathy closed her eyes, her head tilted a bit to the right. Her lips parted slightly. Michael’s hand cupped the nape of her neck. He leaned down to place a kiss on her soft, velvety pink lips. He entwined his fingers in hers. Kisses. His lips moved from hers.