“You don’t look quite as excited as normal.”“Yeah ... Landings. Sort of the aviation version of ‘put up or shut up’. Easy to see when your...expectations don’t meet your abilities.”She giggled. “Didn’t Dad say that?”“And Cindy. And everybody else. Dunno why I thought I was different.”“Optimism,” Deena laughed. “If you’re REALLY stressed, maybe I could help...”Now, there’s a part of me that says “Haley, you’re kinda cheating Bill.” Another part of me says, “Gosh, Deena’s such a great lover ... she. Wow! This was the first time I was shot-gunning. This wasn’t expected and as soon as I realized what had happened, I dropped the cigarette and started smooching her lips.I held her hair with one hand and caressed her back with the other while bringing her closer to me. Her soft boobs were pressing on my chest, and her luscious lips engrossed in a very romantic kiss.I cannot explain the feeling that I was going through. Her back was so smooth to touch and her lips were so full of nectar, that I. It just went all the way. They stood me up and one kissed me more roughly than usual. I could feel both their cocks pressing against my belly. They rubbed my tits and nibbled them harder than usual too. One said open your legs, I said no, but did it anyway. My head was turned to the side and I got kissed hard. Then I felt a cock against my cunt." (She had used that word again!) "I know I should have stopped it but I was too far-gone. I let him put it inside me. He fucked me standing up." "Did. And when Nana needed her, she had given up her job and apartment to come rushing home. She had lived her twenty-six years…all of her life so far…to please others. Jackson Greywolf was what she wanted. Feeling alive like this, like she never had…that was what she wanted. She picked up the dress and held it against her as she danced over to the old-fashioned dresser. She opened the pink drawers, remembering his comment about wanting to make love to her somewhere besides in this pink palace. She.