After picking up a change of clothes he went to his other house to check on the progress of work that was being done. He then went to see a few friend... and, a little after six, drove to Karen's. Karen was in the kitchen cooking dinner wearing nothing but an apron. They kissed and hugged but Charlie resisted the urge to do any more."Diane turned up at my house today," he said in an off-handed way. "She wants me back but I told her it was over and I had no intention of changing my mind." Oh!". I was glad I had brought a book.The magazine pile consisted of ARP, Time, Newsweek, and some home andgarden publications.My grandmother returned and told me that we would probably be waiting acouple hours. The woman sitting across from us smiled and asked mygrandmother if I was her grandson. They made small-talk for a few minuteswhile I buried my nose in my book. My grandmother was soon thumbingthrough a garden magazine. I raised my eyes at one point and found thatthe woman across from us was. Soon, I was giving him a quick hand job with Baby Oil when we were alone. The next six condoms didn't last long and I had to ask him for more."Get him to ask me" was the brothers response."Why?" Because I want to tell him you have to give me a hand job in exchange."He assured me he wouldn't say anything about what we had done, but wanted to be more open so he could 'get some' without rushing. I was excited but scared of the fireworks.My boyfriend came in all huffy the next time I saw him and. Should I use the word? How much could I take? But very soon the slaps took on an erotic pleasure of their own. In my mind I deserved this for being such a dirty slut. Then I felt fingers pulling me apart again as he spread my lips and cheeks. He licked from my clit to ass while holding me so wide I thought I would tear. My whole sex was on fire after the beating he had dished out. But he wouldn’t enter me, as much as I begged for my pussy to be filled. He just licked and slapped alternating.