She pressed her cheek against my face, her hands tightening on my back. I pulled away slowly, blowing out onto her wet ear. I felt her whole body shud...er. I smiled to myself, I loved how she was responding to me. It made me feel alive, and want her more. I again took her face in my hands, and looked at her. I moved as if to kiss her, and she closed her eyes. I hesitated a moment, moving my lips slowly beside hers. Teasing her with the wait, before kissing her harder than before. We both. ‘Luckily I was just turning onto our driveway, when the engine cut out.’ Miranda looked up at him in dismay. ‘Well we knew that it was on its last legs… that mechanic told us we would be lucky to get another year out of it…’ Miranda mentally said goodbye to her new clothes as she smiled reassuringly up at Peter. ‘Oh well, I suppose we had better start looking for a replacement.’ The next few days Peter had scoured the papers and the local dealers — looking for something to suit their needs.. She told me it was about time to start drinking and she went and got a six pack of beer out of the refrigerator, she led me over to the love seat and we sat next to each other for a little bit while she fired up another joint! She told me she wanted to sit on the edge of a loveseat and see if she did drink that whole six pack sitting in that same spot while I took turns eating her pussy, fingering her pussy and fucking her! So I got down on my knees and went to town eating her pussy taking my. My tongue actually hurt. My reward lay in the saddened expression she wore. I drank her wetness and massaged her clit rapidly, she cried as her whole body tightened. My lips covered her opening. Each squirt of her clear juices hit my tongue, rolled down it and was followed soon by another. I ran my thumb around the tip of her amorous button. Her asshole was clenching and loosening, her come flowed plentifully 'til there wasn't any left.I stood and swore from the pain in my knees. Her grasping.