After a few minutes, I may stand up, unzip my skirt and slip it off. Eyes fixed on the television, I’ll take my blouse off. Back on the sofa, one ha...d down my knickers, maybe both of them. Maybe I lean forward, oh that’s better, bra off. Unfettered tits………stiff nipples.Some more fumbling down my pants. You could probably hear the splashy splashy of wet pussy now. Arching my back, off comes that last item of clothing. Not able to resist having a quick smell of myself, I’ll raise them to my face,. . "I can't take you anymore."I said "What's wrong?" I can't fuck like that anymore." Wheeze... "It takes too much out of me." Wheeze... "I feel like I'm gonna die!"That's when we hear another voice yell from the living room..."Bitch, I told you! You need to give that dick to somebody who can take it!"Her cousin walked into the doorway, barefoot, wearing a wife beater and booty shorts about a size too small for her. This was the first time I had gotten a good look at her. She was a big girl, a. " Well," I replied. "I don't recall hearing any complaints last night, now did I?" Na," Julie drawled. "Ya'll done real good, Bubba."Both Lisa and I cracked up at that. I followed up by reminding them that we had to get our story straight for the doctor at the clinic. I told them that they had to get their skanky outfits on and to pack some more appropriate clothes for the mall. Our story hadn't changed much except for Lisa's part about the candles. I had confidence that she act well enough to. " She smiled at me in reassurance as I slowly let her go. She stood up and faced him."What makes you think I want to forgive you? Have you changed? What proof do you offer? Even if you have, why should I care?" Sammi has always been a sarcastic, blunt person. I had never heard her speak so venomously before."Ask for anything you want as proof. I will do anything you say, whatever it is. I only ask that you believe me then." Anything? You will do anything I tell you to do?" I had a bad feeling.