Then another few breaths to regain her voice.“Don’t you just hate it when they turn to dust before you get to use your best lines,” Buffy grinne... as she glanced around them to be sure they’d gotten them all. “Sometimes the undead can be just so inconsiderate.”“Ya saved me,” Kendra said, her voice still a little raw.“Of course, we’re on the same team, aren’t we?” Buffy smiled. “You know, I’ve been thinking about that, maybe we should get shirts or something made up?”“Tank ya,” Kendra said, not. ‘It’s going to be big too. Oh hold me tight, please hold me.’ I held her tightly as she humped her body at me and thrashed all around. She groaned aloud as the orgasm rocked her body. I could feel the warmth of her cunt juice surround my cock buried in her pussy. Her body almost vibrated with the intensity of her climax and then she stiffened and went limp on the bed. I kept fucking her slowly until I felt Marie tap me on my shoulder. I looked at her and she smiled as she moved to her back. Rude...bad...boy," said she slapping me at each word, "I've a good mind to tell your mamma, get into bed this instant," and into bed I got without a word. She blew out the light, and left the room with her sister, leaving me in a dreadful funk. I scarcely knew that I had done wrong, yet had some vague notion, that feeling about her thighs was punishable; the soft hairy place my hand had touched, impressed me with wonder, I kept thinking there was no cock there, and felt a sort of delight at. And he never worked onwomen; so his surprise was understandable. And now he was torn betweenburning curiosity and deeply implanted cultural taboos about pryinginto a stranger's business. Curiosity won out."But how?! May I ask, please? May I join you?" Why not," I said, out loud this time, flipping my sketchbook closedwhere I had been practicing drawing Manga. If he saw that, I'd beexplaining all night. There was something different about him though,I was curious to discover what.He folded his.