I know he gave me all he had, but after you, he just doesn't have enough!"He rose and crossed the room to her. She tried to evade him, but he caught h...r by the shoulders, and held her back against him. He kneaded her shoulders and back, I could almost see the tension and anxiety flowing from her. They spoke quietly. I could no longer make out the words, only her high-pitched laughter and his deeper murmuring.She turned, and stood on tiptoes to kiss him deeply on the lips. His hands fell,. "My God, was it better than Saturday night! It was slimy with sperm, and I had watched Alfred put it there, making me so horny I could hardly control my shivering. And there was a lot more of Helen's own juice. She was soaked! And her thighs and the crack down to her ass were slippery with it. "Oh, my God, woman, you must have been terribly randy. So much juice." Yes," she groaned. "Do it, do it like you did." I smeared some of the sperm on her clit and started rubbing it up and down between my. May I say something without upsetting you?”I nodded, knowing what she was going to say before she even said it.“If we HAD married, you would only have ever been with me, which is what I had always thought would happen,” she continued, then sighed deeply. “But it’s too late to do anything about that now.”“Does that change things?”Tasha smiled, and shook her head, “No. It’s simply one of those unfortunate things I can’t control. Maybe if my dad hadn’t been so strict and had allowed us to date. “Right you are.” ***When they arrived back at the pickup, with two large sodas and the biggest hot fudge sundae they could buy, their neighbors on either side had left, to Sally’s great satisfaction. “You think that your friend didn’t like having us as an audience?” Lenny asked, holding open the passenger door for her.“Or her competition.” Sally climbed into the cab, as Lenny handed her the drinks, smiling, then closed the door. “What?” Sally said. “All I’m saying is that… well…” She waited for.