..a little more...ooooh, do you feel that?" "Wow, I can't believe how hard your cock got." She started to stroke me briskly. "No. Stop. Take your fin...er out....oooh, that feels great....oooh." I rolled over and told her to prop herself up while I lay in front of her, my face about a foot from her pussy. "I want you to masturbate in front of me. I want you to tell me how you do it while you're doing it. But first, I want you to put one finger in your pussy and then lick it off." "Eeeew. I've. Carol did not look at her menu right away, her eyes could not leave Susan's face. Despite her loveliness there was a deep sadness in her eyes. Carol took some small comfort from the absence of anger and hatred that had been there in 2002. "Hello Susan."Susan took a deep breath and swallowed hard. Her voice was weary and nearly cracking as she spoke, "Hello Carol, nice to meet you at last."Silence descended between them, neither sure what to say. Nothing seemed appropriate to Carol. Eventually. I pressed the full length of my body against him , luxuriating in his warmth and against his once-again hardening cock. I sighed and contemplated not going anywhere, but rather cuddle up, nibble his ear and whisper about all the naughty, filthy things I want to do to him that night. But there were other concerns to be addressed. “Where are you going?” he asked and flashed a sheepish grin at me. He had originally came to pick me up from my apartment to take me out for a night on the town,. Sadice didn't seem to notice. Slowly, as my heart rate slowed, control came back, and my hands cooled. I relaxed.***Sadice slept with her back to me. Before, she had always snuggled against me, tucked into my arm, so I knew she was still mad.Fair enough. I had put her through fresh hell since arriving. My fault.And yet I found myself grinning into the blackness. Eight long fucking years of bloody war, and here I finally was, lying next to the only woman I'd ever loved, her soft skin pressed.