He had already been over to the house three or four times to relax with beer and chips watching football games on the weekends. Lydia knew him well an... I knew she liked him as a real nice guy. I also knew he appreciated Lydia's body because I had already noticed him ogling her a few times when he thought no one was looking.I suggested to Lydia that if Allen and I started meeting at our house every Friday and Saturday night to do our research and work on our master's thesis project that we could. I played my game , then went round Paul's house and watched a video, I got home around four, the smell of the roast filled my nose, Kate called I'm in the kitchen,I walked in , she looked fantasticdo you want some tea Yes pleaseShe apologized about the night before, but said it was meant to be funOK but I didn't want anyone to knowOK she said I'm sorry gave me my tea and rubbed my shoulders, Sally arrived I still felt embarrassed, I said hello and went up to my room, and fell asleep for about a. Placing his other finger on her lips, he asked her, “What do you taste now, slave?” Joy sucked his finger in her mouth as her tongue licked the tip tasting the slightly sweet and salty flavors not really sure she liked the taste, “Hmm you Joe,” she answered. “No slave, that isn't me you’re tasting. It is your own wetness on your lips and I have to say you taste wonderful. I can easily see it becoming my favorite food.” Joy blushed at Joe saying her essence could become his favorite food. "Why did you let me stand up just at that end of that lovely fantastic long fight?" I didn't want to totally humiliate you, of course. I wanted you on your feet to take the final kick, standing up to it like the good brave girl you are. Mind you, you were pretty well a goner by then. It only needed a tap, and I didn't kick you that hard - I didn't need to"She got up and shifted her position so as to be able to kiss that sweet mouth."You kicked me plenty hard enough Katie." drawing briefly away.