She kissed his neck and exhaled her hot breath against his skin. He kissed her neck and shoulder, giving her chills down her back. She was starting to...feel really aroused and very warm and friendly even with that icicle freezing her insides. She stretched her body up against his and put her arms around his neck, pulling herself up and kissing him passionately.“Is this how you want me?” she asked, whispering into his mouth. Her body was in full contact with his. His arms were wrapped around her,. " She saw a slight blush come to his cheeks. She reached over and ruffled his hair."Want me to set up some dates for you? I know some girls that like the quiet sensitive type."He looked troubled, and Emily realized she must have said something wrong. "Or not," she added hurriedly."I just don't seem to be good at blind dates, Emily. I mean, I have lots of friends that are girls. We get to know each other over time, you know? Like, without the pressure of a date - so I don't have to be. It might be a much slower process, but probably even more painful just because of that.Last night our love had been missing. I may have been the only one feeling that. But I had tasted the horror of it. The loneliness. The bitter coldness it oozed. And I knew I could not go on like that.But how to get proof?Proof of what?Finding them in bed together would be proof of her cheating, of course. But would not finding her in bed with him be proof of her innocence? Did I have to watch her 24/7 to be. My mouth is filled with liquid as she either cums in my mouth or lets out a jet or two of pee. I hear only the faint, muffled sound of her gasping as she enjoys my kiss.I let out the liquid in my mouth and it pours down her slit, between her buttocks and into her loose panties, spilling out onto the mat. The hand pulling my hair suddenly pushes my head away from her. I lift myself and allow her thighs to clamp tightly on her sex, covering, protecting.I repeat Dennis’s actions and walk on my.