He surprised me then by turning around. He head bent between my legs, and he casually lapped at the juices issuing from his bitch's cunt. Was he makin... sure that he had fucked pussy? Perhaps he was thanking me. It was one of the unimportant things in our communications that I had trouble figuring out. I didn't waste time contemplating it. I howled and hugged him from below when his firm, lapping tongue drew a double orgasm from my clit and hairy lips."I LOVE YOU!"In the middle of that night, he. Fuck off she repeated and put the glass down. I moved behind her and leaned my chest against her back, my hand continued to squeeze her tit and nipple. Will you Fuck off she repeated, Not until I get rid of this, I pulled at my sweat pants and removed my now hard cock out. Fuck off she said, No I said and pulled the house coat down over her shoulders exposing both tits and pinning her arms to the side of her body. What the fuck she said, I held her neck and pushed her forward her face now. "What the hell," he grumbled. Digging around in the nightstand produced a squarish faux-crystal candleholder; Julie had loved candles, so they and their holders were still everywhere. He crammed the candle in and put it on a dish to catch the wax. Don't wanna burn the place down, he thought. Finding a lighter took longer, he had to go all the way into the kitchen for that, stubbing his toe on the couch and firing off a curse on the way.The lighter was old, and took several tries to produce a. I couldn’t help but stare at the blonde. She was flirty with a lot of the men but it was all talk. They might have kissed her cheek or touched her shoulder but that was about it. I was debating with myself, which I have a habit of doing, deciding if I should introduce myself. I guess I felt that we were in different leagues. Before the debate was over she came over to where I was sitting. I stood up and smiled at her. ‘You’ve been staring at me for quite a while now and I was wondering why?’.