It wasn’t raining and her eyes were red, fresh from crying. ‘Well come inside’ I said, trying to sound warm and comforting, then remembering she...also hates the cold weather, ‘its too cold outside.’ She sits down on my bed, the main feature of the one roomed unit I lived in. I sit down right beside her and put my arm around her. She leans her head back on my shoulder, something she wouldn’t normally do. We fell in love years ago, back in high school, but it didn’t last more than a year or so,. It’s a bright, neon soaked urban jungle full of opportunities and exciting experiences! There’s just one catch... it’s... how do we put this.... kinky. It’s been called the kinkiest city in the world, even. It’s so overtly sexual, they passed a law only 18 months after the city opened that you need to be of legal age to even reside there, forcing parents and children to move out. We also have a lot more lax public decency laws, feel free to wear as little or as much clothing as your heart. "When I had the second bottle opened and had poured each of us a glass Jill lifted her glass and said "I want to make a toast. Here's to two very nice people who have been very nice to someone who hasn't earned the right to be treated this way."Mary asked, "Why do you say that?" We all know that I haven't been a very friendly neighbor. I am truly sorry for that because you are very nice people but I act this way because my husband doesn't want me to become friendly with our neighbors. He wants. “I don’t think I have ever cum so hard,” she said, her voice a little husky where she had been gasping for the last twenty minutes or so. “Give me a minute and then it is your turn. The thought of being buried balls deep inside of her appealed very much. My cock ached from being hard for so long and was still quite purple from her vice like grip. “That will be nice.”I nuzzled her neck and cupped a breast, savouring her musk and the softness of her skin. The thought that I would love to be doing.