I dunno 'ow much longer I can talk 'er out of it, though."This time my look of concern was unfeigned. I was with Betty one hundred per cent on this on.... I hate piercings."'Er weight, too," she went on. "I try ter watch what she eats but she just piles it in when I'm not lookin'. And the stuff she wears, she looks like a tart. An' she's active," she went on. "You know, wiv boys. Or it might be men, I don't know. She don't tell me nuffink. But I found the pills."Again, I tried to look shocked at. I woke up to sunlight in my eyes, a reflection off the glass of the Chicago sky scrapers. We pulled up to a large hotel and walked in. The floors were stone and everything was guided in gold. We got into the elevator and the man scanned his card and pushed a blank button at the bottom. We stepped out into an empty club and hung a hard right into a side door. It was a hall with six doors on each side. “Welcome to the Dayla Rue!” She held her arms up and did a little spin. “If you would like room. I'd turn over to snuggle in spoon position and begin fingering her crack and massaging her clitoris; feeling the swell of her belly and the magnificence of her breasts as my cock leaked it's juices over her lower back. I loved the way her cunt 'juiced-up' making squishy squelchy sounds as my finger delved deep into her womanly charms. She'd know that I needed to fuck her and that delaying would not help and a subtle word of encouragement from her started the transition from petting to fucking!. I hold your cheek and lean in again.. and meet your lips gently, and then with even more passion than in the elevator.. My heart feels like it’s going to burst out of my chest… Lucy: I kiss you back again… harder this time… the bubbles on my tongue acting like some sort of narcotic.. make me fizz with excitement. My hand move into your hair… pulling me closer to you as we kiss. Tongues probing… lips sucking… Tyson: I start kissing your cheek.. and work towards your ear.. kissing it… sucking.