I prepared Jeremy’s pain shot with shaking fingers. ‘Oh my gosh, Jennifer, pull it together!’ I left the med room, and I picked up the urinal bo...tle off of the desk. I walked half way down the hall to the restroom. I emptied the bottle into the toilet. I washed my hands in the sink, and I stared at myself in the mirror. I was still shaking with need. I was very upset with myself. I had never lost control like this…never! I don’t know what it was about Jeremy. I closed my eyes. I could clearly. I sidestep, crouch, instinctively parry the first attack then block the second with a well-timed kick. Slicing through the darkness, my headlight briefly illuminates the flashing, fleeing, black and amber rump of a big cat. Beside me, broken and breathing its last, its mate purrs and weakly whimpers. In disbelief - for I had merely swatted it aside - I examine its twisted body for signs of injury. Her beautiful head is scarred yet otherwise undamaged; her shoulders likewise. But there! Buried. She did not want to spend the night gossiping about Kent James but, was saved by the bell when her doorbell rang. “More guests. I have to get that.” she excused herself. When Tamara opened the door, Kent stood before her, smiling, “Hey, happy house warming.” “Um, what are you doing here? I didn’t invite you,” Tamara frowned. “That’s because I did,” Billie smiled as she stood next to Kent, hugging his arm. Billie could swear that she saw daggers flying from Tamara’s eyes but, she held herself. Next she laid on me her huge tits and soft belly crushed against my body and her ass just rose and fell as she took control of her mounting orgasm. Now she sat up straight and put her hands back on my thighs and really went wild. Her tits were everywhere her belly wobbled and her thighs gripped me as she erupted into a loud and very wet climax. I then held her hips and pushed back to climax again.She asked me to hold on to her breasts firmly and suck on both her nipples gently as we recovered.I.