I kissed her again, moving onto the bed with her and caressing her firm luscious breasts. She moaned at my touch and wriggled beneath me. Lust was ris...ng within me as I kissed and licked my way down her neck. She had ignited an inferno and there was only one way for it to be extinguished.I rose up on my knees, gripping the tiny waistband of her red lace panties and slid them down her long silky smooth legs, revealing, not the pretty wet pussy I was expecting but, a stiff little cock and balls.. ” “Okay,” she said. “I’ll consider that.” “It was good, though, wasn’t it?” I asked. She smiled slyly. “Yeah,” she agreed. “It felt really, really good. Especially having you right there with me.” I leaned over and kissed her forehead. “I’m always here for you, babe,” I said. The funny part was that Tracy was the one who insisted on the next meeting. I’d have thought Kevin would press, but he didn’t. Tracy was the instigator. “Pimp for me,” she told me one morning at the breakfast table. “I beg. Harry watched her go. She was a good woman, he decided, and the best lay he'd ever had. That's why he'd married her, and that's why he'd stayed married to her for so long. But he couldn't stay faithful to one woman no matter how he tried. Not that he ever had tried. His attention returned to the problem at hand. Lynn lay on her stomach now, awake, gazing forward as the Vera cut her way through the calm seas. Harry couldn't take his eyes off the voluptuous curve of her spine as it arched in. We can do that. I’m heading back to Chicago on Sunday morning, so we’ll make Saturday night special!” I grinned.“Yes,” she smiled. “Now, about Jennifer.”“What about her?”“Your comment earlier about emotionally abusing girls. You HAD to be thinking about Jennifer, and maybe Bethany.”“Yes, and Melanie as well. I was a real jerk before I met you, Kara.”“You’ve been a real jerk SINCE you’ve met me, Steve Adams, but the key difference is that you recognize it and you stop doing whatever it is that’s.