In reality, it had made her more daring in her actions around the house regardless of the people home. Instead of sweat pants and baggy shirts, she st...rted wearing shorts and tighter, more revealing t-shirts. When circumstances allowed it, I took advantage of her new attire and tested the limits of her interest. I would rub against her ass with my hand, come up behind her and give her a “hug” and place my hand on her tit, or look down her low cut loose shirts. Sometimes she would push me away,. I hadn't sucked dick in a while and even when I was still on the bisexual side, I wasn't doing it that often. But I did know how and that was why this burglar was dick hard deep in my mouth. I tried to swallow more and more of his pre-cum, accommodating as much of his cock I could. He pulled out and I lunged back at him, needing his black cock back in my mouth again. Feverishly, I sucked his cock, bobbing my head up and down on it in rhythm with my hand stroking up and down the length of his. Dust motes float lazily through a beam of sunlight coming through a window high up on the wall.I pull Josh behind a shelf sagging under the weight of hundreds of unread masterpieces, their musty smell overwhelming in the small room. I kiss him again as my hands work his belt buckle.“Jesus, Katie are you sure?” he mumbles against my mouth as I begin to work on the button of his pants. I can tell by the way his fingers are tangled in my hair, the sharpness of his breath, that sure or not, he’s. ." She leans forward and our lips are a whisper away from one another, as my mouth apparently had closed of its own accord. She touches my face with her hand, making me shiver and the cuffs clang against the metal headboard. My eyes widen a touch. She hurriedly draws away and towers over me, my body still bouncy slightly from her movements. She reaches up into the canopy of the bed and grabs something that comes down with a crack, a whip.I watch in slight fear, and a word comes to mind, Friday..