He grinned self-confidently and bucked his hips. Their timing wasn’t coordinated and instead of being deliciously fucked, Janice felt his cock nestl... between her buttocks again. She looked at him, her eyes sparkling and adjusted her position. This time there was no mistake and she felt his helmet penetrate her pink wetness and rapidly lowered her hips. “Ahh, Jesus. That feels so good.” Carl couldn't help agreeing with her. Her silken tunnel was gripping him tightly as she sank down on him and. Laying back, she spreads her legs again and asks if he would like to taste her. Of course, he does! He pulls his clothes off as quickly as he can, then gets on the bed with her, between her legs, and lowers his mouth to her pussy. Her head falls back, her eyes squeeze shut, as his tongue slides along the length of her wet lips, then making contact with her sensitive clit. She lifts her legs and places them across his shoulders. Her hands go to his head, pulling him in closer, deeper. She is so. She thought that although she disagreed with her friend's lifestyle, the woman did make a lot of sense. Bonnie spent the rest of the afternoon thinking about it.By the time she drove home, Bonnie had made up her mind that Shelly was wrong about some of the things she said. She clung to the idea that what she was doing about Greg was right though. Anyway, she had to believe that.The next few days just seemed to drag by. Each day, she expected Sandy to show up with new bruises, but she didn't,. Paula answered the door and greeted John. “Come on in, John. We have been expecting you. How long do you think you will be staying tonight?”Knowing that 10:00 was the witching hour, John decided not to try and push his luck to see if she would agree to 11:00 and blurted out, “How does 10:00 sound, Ms. Peterson?” Paula struck a pose as if she was deep in thought. “Well, John, I know it’s a Friday and no school tomorrow, but you know Sharon still needs her sleep. How about 9:00?”“Mom, I thought.