I'm licking her clit and I'm getting completely glazed, I can't seem to get enough of her and I keep trying to get in deeper. I've got my thumb rubbin... her clit and my tongue thrusting deep into her and she is raising her hips off the bed to get me in as far as possible. I hear her moan, I hear her screech and I feel the wonderful warmth flow over my tongue and I swallow, deep.She allows her body to fall back onto the bed, and her legs are shaking. I notice also that her breathing is erratic. We know she was hit by a car because the driver stopped and searched the street.We heard the squall of tires and looked out the window. Since the auto was sideways in the street, we went outside.“Problem?” I asked the sixteen year old blonde.“I think I hit your cat,” she said, sobbing.Wendy immediately drew her into a hug.“You stopped,” said Wendy.“I killed a life!”Ever practical, I suggested, “You should move your car.”Wendy waved me away.A hurried consultation.“Keys are in it, David,” Wendy. ” She ran it over my abdomen and I was. The warmth was welcomed as she washed me. Seconds later she dried me with the towels then wiped her cunt in a futile attempt to stem the flow of semen from her tunnel. Finally, she gave up and returned her panties to her body, a towel in the crotch.“Rob…will you sing and play for me? You know how much I love listening to you.”“No, Steffi…I refuse, but I will sing and play WITH you.”“Rob, I’ll just embarrass myself. You know I’m not very good.”“I. Then she was past, relaxing as everything flooded through her in one surge.Brian had been pumping steadily, now he tensed, growling deep in his throat. His body jerked repeatedly, and then he was thrusting again, somehow slicker.After a few seconds, after a few half-hearted thrusts, he stopped, breathing hard. She pulled him against her breasts, just holding him. She was totally relaxed. The tension that had built up all day was gone.After a couple of minutes Brian pulled back. She felt his wet.