With no lube other than precum, and whatever must have dripped down from her cootchie. Well, now I decided to try her big wet cunt on for size. By dic... plopped right in and it felt like a hot drippy wet sauna. I started pounding hard and she was moaning like crazy, I was too young to know it at the time, but I'm pretty sure she had her orgasm right then. I on the other hand was having trouble getting close to cumming. I think it was too much weed and beer. So I said what the fuck, I already. . now that’s more like it.I’m fine with this kind of touching of course, and happy just to lie here and revel in his caress. That is, until his hand wanders back over to my abdomen. Annoyed, I push uncomfortably against his hand, a whiney groan rising from my throat. “Stop, Asmodeus, you’re creeping me out.”All the glowing contentedness I’d been feeling only moments before vanishes into thin air as my irrational annoyance grows. I know he’s being loving and gentle but all I see is an almost. And I want the records off all of this chaos expunged and sealed so it can never be opened again!”Crystal started crying and just got up and went out the door. I called after her. She said she would call me tomorrow with the details. “Wow, that was incredible,” Nicole said. “Once you do something, they always think you are guilty, huh?” “Now you see what my life I all about.” “I’m sorry baby. I really am. C’mon Yami, lets show him how good of a man he is.”Next thing I know, Yami is in. It got to be time for dinner – burgers and corn on the cob on the grill, pasta salad from the deli. A simple summertime dinner from the grill. George unlatched me from the lounger, brought me inside, and put an apron on me. “For modesty’s sake,” he said. “And I kind of like seeing you looking like a happy homemaker.” I stuck my tongue out at him and flipped him the bird. “Happy homemaker my ass,” I said, being cheeky. George pulled a long-handled spatula out of a drawer, tapped the flat end of.