" Really?" I smile, blinking through my tears. "You... you're not?"'Am I going to get out of this one without having my poor, delicate assput through ...ll kinds of hell?'"Shhh, shhhh. I'm not. Just close your eyes and kiss me."I do what I'm told. "Oh, thank you, thank you," I whimpered. I want tostop talking. I'm so humiliated. I can smell the beer on his breath ashe pulls close to me, and I don't want to kiss him but better a kissthan?WHACK! The sound of his hand slapping me in the face. . . oh my fucking . . ."And then it happened. She seemed to go beyond anything I could imagine. At first I thought she might me having some sort of seizure. I guess it was. A seismic sexual spasm. She collapsed on the floor in convulsions and I held her and petted her until she stopped shaking.Finally she whispered, "Wow, I felt that from the tips of my toes all the way through my body until it exploded in my head. Fucking surreal."Scott had sat there watching the show with a look of total. Despite a slow start, one kiss was all it took to turn the sweetness into an a****listic fucking. I came again, and this time she screamed for me. With her ass gripped tight in my hands and her lips next to my ear, I fucked her senseless until I gave her four hard thrusts and came, all the while relishing those screams and the way she gripped my shaft.When it was over, we laid beside one another drifting on the aftermath and giggling between deep breaths. She left; though I don’t remember. J. and his cock. After brushing, I lingered in front of the mirror. My hands reached up to my breasts and I began to knead them. I rolled my nipples in my fingers; this sent small shock waves directly to my clit. I closed my eyes and started to imagine it was C.J.'s hands caressing me. I took a deep breath. It was at this moment that I heard Cynthia; she was standing naked in the hallway staring at me. I quickly dropped my hands to my side and felt a bit embarrassed. I gave her a half smile and.