.) she smiled and replied "maybe...". Not long ago later we came back to this. Apparently, she barely could wait for me...- Do you really want it? - I...asked.- Only if it stays the same - she replied.We were fairly drunk at that moment. I could not resist but to bring my head closer and see her coming towards me as well. Gently, I grabbed her by the neck and our lips made contact, tongues started to test each other like spring snails, euphoria flavoured with alcohol and tobacco. I brought her. “This is so utterly bizarre,” Janie said picking up the food and just looking at it for a moment.“I’m going to be candid for a moment, because I want to ask you a question,” Bella said. “Will and I are leaving in less than a week. Between now and then, I expect Will and I will have sex once or twice. Does that thought upset you?”“No, of course not,” Janie said. “You were with him first. You’re going on a grand adventure with him. You’re...” she gestured vaguely up and down Bella’s body, briefly. God could Hannah work magic with her fingers!Hannah continued to massage Samantha's clit with her thumb but plunged two fingers up into Samantha, finding the region tight and slick from excitement. As she pumped her fingers into Samantha, she began to back the force of theirimpact with her body, as if humping her. She began to feel Samantha's muscles spasm, causing her to go harder and faster while smothering her mouth with kisses and tongue. She felt a final hard arch of Samantha's back. As my grip tightened, her mouth opened and her eyes closed with ecstatic enjoyment. "Where's your finger?" I asked, squeezing her throat as I slowly deprived her of air. "In my ass," she responded with a raspy, breathless gasp. "And whose ass is that?" "Yours."Leaning down, pinned her neck roughly to the bed with my hand as I spit into her open mouth. Her eyes opened briefly and I smiled sadistically, before gradually allowing my grip to relent. "And when can I have your ass?" I asked, my hand.