"Keep your hands back this time Melissa. Just use your mouth on me. Yeah, that's it. Just like that. I'm dying to fuck your pretty face."Melissa mumbl...d something but it was but a garbled moan to my ears. I held her head tightly, controlling her as her mouth took me deep. I could feel her convulse slightly and her body shifted around, but she dutifully kept her arms locked behind her as I forced my length toward the back of her throat.Several times I forced my cock into her mouth and each time. "I really wish you wouldn't mention that to anybody," I told her, dreading the thought of Alexandra hearing that hypothesis."Let's find out! Let's do the survey again!" Susan was like some kid who'd had too much sugar to eat.I shook my head. "That won't work. Alexandra's right; we both know the survey data too well." I could help laughing faintly as I poked my response sheet, which proved the point."Well, make me do something," Susan suggested."Bark like a dog," I offered."I'm serious!" she. I can close my eyes and feel you hands on my skin. We were standing in the kitchen, where I was supposed to be making us drinks. I was completely out of ice. I was standing there in front of the open freezer door wondering what to do about it when you walked up behind me and put your hands on my hips. When you turned me around to face you I confessed I had no ice. You said you didn’t come home with me for ice. It’s kind of a blur from there, but things I do remember clearly? That first. Lonji had been right about her. She wept not for what was happening to her, but because she knew he was right. With that thought, a thrill of heat clawed its way up her gut. Kyla heard herself moan as she rolled onto her back and slammed her fingers into her dripping hole. Her hand flew, almost violently massaging her loins. The fingers of her other hand dug into one of her breasts, her hips gyrating as she masturbated. Kyla wasn't pacing herself. She just wanted an orgasm. Right. Now. Back.