" I can always count on Allison if I want someone to talk dirty to me.It was about that time that memories of my time with Christine pushed me to the ...ext step and I brought my free hand down hard on her ass. The mumbling stopped with, "Ow-ohgod Yes!" the yes coming with the landing of the second slap. With the third she went into full rigor again, her breathing stopped, her face turning red at the lack of oxygen and the only movement the rhythmic contractions of me shooting fountains inside of. So plans are put in place.Thursday night on the bus home, Tim tells Abbie he needs to stop by his house and will be over to her place around nine if that is not too late. Abbie is getting rather curious about what is going on. Tim has not invited her to his house yet and it Tim is spending a lot of time there, Abbie has no idea what he is doing.Abbie tells him that it is fine. She will stop and get something for her dinner at a to-go place near her house. Tim smiles to himself over Abbie’s. “Dick just had to see if there was something different out there.” “Brian wasn’t like that.” “So you say. What’d he ever ask for that you didn’t do for him? I don’t remember you telling me anything.” “I couldn’t tell you. It was too dirty.” “Cassandra, how long have we been neighbors? Fifteen years, right? Who watched your kids when they were little? Who trusted her kids with you? Remember your New Year’s Eve party, last year? Who was it took your drunk little ass and put you to bed while Brian. "Now she really had Kirt's attention. "Really now? That's good news, because I bet I know something will come as a surprise to you too. OK bitch," he began, as my heart stopped and he stared right at me while simultaneously lowering the zipper on his pants. "Show this sexy bitch who really owns you NOW."For a moment we were all frozen as nine hard thick black inches fell out of Kirt's pants and bobbed in the air. Honestly, I don't even remember dropping to my knees and starting to slowly.