. (Jason) nothing much dude whatís with you... well Jason it occurred to me that you might still want to fuck your bitch sister Marg... (Jason)...uck her man I want to eat and ream that uppity bitch; she was like into my shit all week and strutting around here like princess shit, damn she needs a good hard fucking and all those guys that kiss her butt to fuck her are so lame... Jason I heard my sister talking to Marj and she is going to be here Friday night and spend the whole night, give. Friday would be the first night, and we would have the entire weekend together, this was going to be really great. Friday work day came and went, and I went to Cheryl’s apartment, a bag of clothes in hand, and the ever present semi hard-on. My mind was spinning, what with all the possibilities, and knowing how depraved she could be, and me also, of course. Thinking of sticking my cock on her clitoris, sliding my slit over the tip, and into my shaft, her fucking my cock slit was almost too much,. I wanted him to fuck me because he wanted to be inside me, because he wanted to pump me and look into my eyes when I came. I wanted him to gift me with the same thing I’d received from Jenny: the trust that only came with intimacy. I itched to know … * * * * * She was standing too close for him to think and he knew he’d never think about lavender the same again. He set his wine glass on the side table and pulled her to him, capturing her mouth so quickly that Cassia could barely breathe. A. An elfin face was framed by brown ringlets that sat atop a thin framed, narrow shouldered girl. She wasn’t unpleasant to look at, but not really his type, he didn’t go for the diminutive in a woman, preferring self assurance and a body to match. She stood as he approached her table, a questioning and hopeful look in her eyes. ‘Mike?’ She stood around five feet four inches, definitely under ten stone and trembling over every inch. ‘Hi, you must be Sally, would you like another coffee?’ He asked,.