He was holding me pinned under his strong body and kept on sucking my lips and breasts. For deeper penetration, he held me by my ample buttocks, raise... by at least six inches from the bed and he was squeezing and kneading them regularly sending me to the pinnacle of pleasure. At times he would force a finger in my asshole and I would jump with the sudden invasion. It was dark inside the room and all lights were switched off making it difficult for me to recognize him.He raised himself again and. My words seem to spur him on, as he slides his thumb out of me, sliding my thong slightly to the side, and I feel his finger find my clit. He begins rubbing in circles, at first very slow, then a little faster then slides his thumb up and down the middle of my slick slit. The more he presses on my clit the harder I breathe. The way he plays with my clit sending shockwaves through me, I feel my inner thighs tremble, and my stomach tightens, I let out a moan, his grip in my hair tightens, and he. I also touch up my mascara. Andrew's words are resounding in myhead. Not so much the words themselves, but the unusually high pitchedvoice he said them in. He must have been practicing. After a while, though,I find myself occupied with the idea of us four, dressed as we are, sittingin our usual bar. I have to stiffen a giggle."We have no money, anyway," I say.Andrew shrugs and arranges his red coral necklace."What do you thing we're getting him, anyway?" John asks."I don't know, but it's sure. She was still there, knife in hand, “Aren’t you going to stop me?”“No,” he said, “I give up. Do what you think you have to do.”She hesitated; then she threw the knife in the sink and stalked out of the kitchen. A minute later he heard her car going down the driveway.~~~V~~~The incident with the knife happened on a Thursday morning. She didn’t come home until Sunday. When she did she acted like nothing happened. She came in carrying a box and announced, “I’ve been shopping. We gave all our baby.