‘Please…I need to cum…please.’ ‘You will love…over and over again.’ ‘Oh God…’ She gasped. I purposely let her cool down a bit a... I made my way slowly to the end of the bed and crawled up between her legs. I kissed her inner thighs…trailing soft kisses up and down, licking occasionally. I could feel her legs tremble at the sensations. I took my time, savoring her skin, her scent, the source so close to my mouth, dripping in anticipation. I licked up one side of the crease of her thigh, over. My finger was still buried in her channel. Cindy revived and started stroking me again. “You know you’ll make a mess there soon?”“Yeah. Have you ever watched it come out?” Cindy’s voice quavered. “It’s awesome. I promise to clean it all up.”“Besides Jacob’s finger, what got into you?” Beca asked as she joined us and kissed Cindy’s face. Our youngest girlfriend found her lips and drank deeply.“Um ... Yeah. Sex. But I love it when Jacob talks about our music and what we’ll do to change the world. She creeped over to the door and turned the lock, ensuring entrance from no one. She began to take off her shirt, but I told her not to. I told her I wanted to do it myself.She laid on her bed, where we again began to kiss. A deep, long, passionate lovers kiss this was. Lust filled the room. We both knew that we were craving the sexual attention from the other one. My kissing left her face and was directed toward her neck, where I sucked and tongue fucked it. Still moving South I managed to. You think you can come back into my life like nothing happened between us and start telling me what to do?”She began picking up the empty beer bottles. “That’s not what I’m doing.”“Well, you can’t!” he drunkenly snapped and shoved the coffee table causing the bottles left on the table to teeter and fall.“Honestly,” she scoffed at him and picked up the fallen bottles.“You know why you can’t?”“No, I don’t.” She stood in the doorway of the kitchen and looked back at him.He pointed at her and said.