I felt a tongue running across my lips.I opened my mouth slightly and the tongue accepted my invitation, forcing its way softly inside my mouth. Other...lips were barely touching mine and I was consumed by a kiss softer than any I'd ever imagined.The tongue was gently insistent as it insinuated itself deeper into my mouth, sparring with my tongue, making love to my mouth as if it were my pussy. My fourth orgasm hit me like a lightning bolt. I found myself begging for it, just like Tommy seems to. "God," he murmured, not knowing what he said, --"God--God!" Behind the event that had overwhelmed him he saw the hand of God. The carriage rolled rapidly onward. Villefort, while turning restlessly on the cushions, felt something press against him. He put out his hand to remove the object; it was a fan which Madame de Villefort had left in the carriage; this fan awakened a recollection which darted through his mind like lightning. He thought of his wife."Oh!" he exclaimed, as though a redhot. So what's up little bro?"I could sense the sincerity in her voice, showing me that she really cared for me, so I decided to come clean. "Well, I have this little problem," I said as I stood up from the couch."What kind of problem?" Come on, Kesha! Do I really have to tell you?"She just looked up at me and said "Tell me what's wrong and I'll use my birthday money to buy you a new phone"I really wanted a new phone, so I decided to break my silence and tell her. "Okay, okay! But you have to. I think it is time to talk about a safe word."Owwww.... this is getting serious.For the next ten minutes or so the three of us laughed about what safe word to choose.The actual safe word is something I'm not going to share with you guys here. If you are a member you can email me and I'll tell you what it was but it isn't really important. Keeping this to myself also allows me to filter out some of the fans who might (probably will) email me saying they were there that night.Standing there.