My erection still had not subsided. I still had the image of Carter in my mind and if anything I was getting even more horny. Carter still had not sai... anything, but I am sure he noticed. I was appreciative as I assumed he was trying not to embarrass me. I started to wash my hair and closed my eyes to wash out the soap. I thought I heard footsteps and assumed someone else had walked in. Then, I felt a hand on my chest. I was a little surprised, but for some reason, not too surprised. I opened. I walked over to the guy and gave him a hug. And he just lowered his head into my chest and silently wailed. I patted his head gingerly. ‘If you fucking tell anybody that I let you cry on me, I’ll blacken your eyes again, understood?’ He nodded and continued crying, my warning actually making him chuckle. ‘Sorry, man,’ he said between spasms, looking downward as his head was still buried in my chest. ‘Some bitch claimed I raped her. But I didn’t, man. I was in love with her and she claimed I. My tight pink pussy gets so wet just thinking about him during the day. We finally pick a place and time and I get to the hotel where he's already waiting for me. He opens the door, smiles and says I'm even more beautiful in person. He takes my arm gently and pulls me into the room, closes the door and presses me up against it. Looking into my eyes he brushes the hair away from my face with one hand and kisses me so softly but passionately. Tasting him, smelling him and feeling him for the. Finally, she was taking more of you into her mouth that I would have ever thought possible, and you pulled her roughly to her feet, and started to undress her. Once she was completely naked, you gestured for her to get on the bed beside me, and ordered me back on to my knees. "Now we'll see which one of you is the bigger whore." Barbara was eager, and did exactly as she was told, but I refused, until you finally picked up your belt again, and threatened to whip the both of us at the same.