We both had one thing in mind… without putting her in to more trouble; I grabbed her hand and pulled her towards me. The drinks in her hand spilled ...ver my chest. She apologised for that. I said the best thing she could do is to remove the wet shirt. She looked at me and kissed me… while kissing, her fingers were undoing the buttons in my shirt. Soon I threw away my shirt and hugged her tightly. Her hands were playing on my bare back.She was wearing a T shirt and pant. I slowly lowered my hands. To put it modestly, it was a very uncomfortable visit. Her father was clearly devastated, and Kennedy didn't think it was because he had a broken arm and broken hip. But he couldn't very well publicly grieve for his dead lover and his dead son, and Kennedy's mother wasn't about to bring them up.Finally it was over and they were back in the Mercedes, headed for the helicopter and the ride back to Scarsdale. She drowsed in the car, barely woke up to walk to the helicopter, and leaned her head. Carefully, I slip away from the shaft for a while, to suck the balls that are hanging from your body in a warm, soft bag; I lick them and nuzzle them, suck them and caress them with all the desire I feel powering through me! Now I know that I must return to your big part, so I impale myself on your cock and begin sucking and tonguing you. I am slow and careful at first, but as I know your desire is increasing, so does my speed; I take you in deeper, too, as I grow more confident. I have the. Her pussy fluids made my cock wet and slippery so I could fuck her tight asshole with abandon. It was so tight I felt like I’m splitting her in half. Besides, I could feel Carl’s hard cock pounding her pussy. He held her by her face and fucked her hard. “Do you like it?” I hissed in her ears. “Do you like being double-fucked?” “Fuck yeah!” She said. “I bet you like it, you bitch!” Carl said to her. “I bet you like being fucked in your ass and pussy at the same time.” “Yeah...” Bonnie.