The past week had been rougher than most. He hadn’t slept much and his gut still ached – not the sharp, burning pain of a few days ago, but a dull...ache that never subsided. Red embers, like blistering fireflies, burned the back of his eyes. He wanted to snooze for a week. Maybe wake-up a time or two for a tumble with Mona. Fuck. Mona. What the hell had Moe gotten her in involved in? He knew better than to get cozy with a dame when he was working, especially a dame like Mona. It never worked. "Dee Dee looked momentarily cross, then smiled, raising her eyebrows in an 'oh brother!' expression. "Theodore Adorno," she said in measured tones. "He was a very important thinker. Adorno is central to any discussion of postmodernity, because he has had a formative influence on the philosophical assumptions of postmodern thought." No kidding. How come I never heard of him? I mean, I'm not exactly an intellectual, but I know about Freud... and Sartre... and, you know, Marx... and..."Dee Dee. 'Oh my God! I have to be in heaven right now.' All I was thinking was, this could very well be my last first kiss, and it was amazing.Jake ended the kiss, and tried to apologize. I shrugged it off, telling him that I enjoyed it. Kissing him again. Jake pulled away, saying, "Let's go back to my place, okay?"I thought a moment, eventually agreeing to go back to his place. I said, "I'll follow you." He agreed and led the way back to his parents' place. We parked our cars and exited. "I didn't know. ‘God that feels so good Lee; It’s so hot!’ Ginny purred as Lee’s hot cum ran over her stomach and the sense of erotic fulfillment washed over her.‘Here you go Hermione… Just sit on it!’ Fred told Hermione as he sat down on the grass next to Hagrid’s home and got ready for Hermione to sit on his wet dick. Hermione had given him a half-hearted blowjob and although it felt good to have her hot mouth around his thick cock, he knew her tight pussy would feel even better.‘Okay… But then were even!’.