’ Ken searched his memory of her friends and was surprised he hadn’t noticed the other pendants before. ‘What secrets?’ he asked. He knew she ...as drifting off, but this fascinated him, and she didn’t seem to mind answering in her half sleep. ‘The names under the onyx, the diamond…’ His thumb centered over the mentioned jewel on the piece. ‘Don’t push that…’ There was a dull click. ‘…too hard. Ugh,’ she groaned as she sat up and reached for her cell phone on the night stand. ‘What’s wrong?’ he. I stared at the pile of creased, stained photocopies. I picked up a stapled stack of sheets. My eyes floated lightly over the quarter-memorized words on them.I spent the morning thus reading. The words in the articles entered into a dialogue with ideas half-formed in the back corner of my mind. A trance fell deep over me through lunch and into the early afternoon as, occasionally, I quietly sang a line or two of something mellow on the radio to myself. Looking at the clock, I broke and grabbed. She lay down on the seat with her face to me and I inserted my rod again. This was the best thing I ever had. It was more fun in the car rather than in the bedroom.I asked her if she wants to go out and have sex on the road to which she denied as it was not safe. We fucked in different positions for around 15 minutes. We were fucking without condoms. She got her orgasm and I was reaching my climax. I told her the same and she said cum inside me. I want to feel it in my pussy. I obliged like an. "You taste that?" she giggled.I nodded."Well that's my pussy and ass, I hope you like it as you'll be tasting a lot more of it, but not from this dildo it's about to have a new taste on it," she said with lust in her eyes. With that she dropped the dildo on the bed and started sucking me off again. This time she easily sunk a finger into my slutty hole and soon enough had worked two fingers into it. I was starting to really enjoy it, I had completely forgotten about the dildo. I didn't even.