“Better,” she said.“That’s good, right?”She looked at me and I could see the change in her eyes. They looked smoky, somehow, or maybe hungry...“We won’t be making a mess on your stomach anymore,” she whispered.Then she got naked and insisted I suck her pussy.After that night, oral sex was better. Sort of.I qualify that because we still didn’t communicate well enough to avoid some pitfalls.For example, in the past, she’d let me go in her and then, when I pulled out, she jacked me off. That felt. Luckily for her, my cock was so coated in her pussy juice that it lubricated the dry walls of her chute. Abi whimpered as my cock slipped in deeper stretching her anus wider and wider. Her naked form was sprawled against the window trying to get away from the invader that was entering her behind. But there was no escape I was fully wedged inside her now. This gave her the added problem of my hips pressing against her bruised butt cheeks. I paused for a moment, enjoying the tightness of her. ”“I knew you wanted it.” She reached up to grab the waistband of April’s panties and April sighed and lifted her hips for her to pull them down to her ankles, and then Brenda grabbed her hips and pulled firmly. April gave in to the lust coursing through her and slid down in her chair until Brenda’s mouth could reach her, and soon she felt Brenda’s tongue exploring her happily.She reached down and caressed Brenda’s head as Brenda’s left hand reached up to cup her breasts and her right hand. And we need to talk about it, because that means I might need to reevaluate what I’m doing!”“You know, I always felt your view that sex fundamentally changes people was reading way too much into it. Now I’m not so sure.”“I’ve made a few mistakes in that regard.”“Jocelyn?”“Not before the accident, but after, yes. And others.”“Me?”“I don’t think so, no. But our sexual relationship HAS changed our relationship, don’t you agree?”“As you said, I wouldn’t be sitting here discussing it with you if it.