The cost of not being faithful and honest. It was still a couple of weeks before the delivery and she finally told her mother that we were meeting and...talking. Rita was pissed as hell, but Cathy started to get a backbone and put her foot down. Rita backed down, stewed like crazy until she got over it, but she backed down. This was a real change for Cathy. She never really stood up to her mother before about things that mattered. Our discussions kept on going. What we were talking about started. You scream out loud in ecstasy, as go over the edge cumming hard as you do so. I flip you over onto your back in an instant. My tongue laps up the juices that are gushing from deep within your pussy. You let out a little sigh, and push your hips up towards me. In doing so its force my tongue hard against your clit. I gently slide two fingers deep inside your velvety walls again. You moan out loudly, taking your clit in my mouth, I bite down gently onto it, which alone is too much for you and. "I love your accent, your personality... you are so forward and quite funny." She giggled.I smiled."Glad you like that, one of the good things I have about me." I smiled with a wink.She giggled, and I saw her eyes linger on me a bit longer than is normal."So how are you getting home after class today?" I asked her.She smiled."Well my trains are on tonight again, they fixed the issues from yesterday. Will take me an hour or so to get back to my place." She said with a sigh.I smiled and shoved my. Glad of her own luck, Kate was happy with her good fortune placing her in the path of Ragnar, and would be damned if her friend was to suffer less of a man. ‘Come on you two, or I will be carrying you both over my shoulders!’ Ragnar threatened. He smiled at the two friends, so close, so alike. Both tall, graceful, and completely independent minded. He was overjoyed at finding his Uncle Bjorn’s daughter, his cousin, Twenty Two years had passed wondering. His mother would be overjoyed, had.