We got to talking about weed and apparently she smoked a lot when Jimmy wasn't around, He didn't like her smoking weed.It was such a bad party, I coul...n't wait to get out of there. I stood up, downed my beer and told her it was nice talking to her, but I had to run.”“No, Joe, Please don't go,” she said grabbing onto my arm. “You're right. This party sucks. I'm going to be here all night by myself. Can you get me some weed?”I pulled out my car keys and told her if Eddie had some weed, I would. I would trace your palm with a fingertip, soft and slow, already memorizing some mysterious flesh map. A beautiful, looping terrain. Later, you would ask why I did that. I was scared to say and you, with a silly smile, said to not be afraid. That you wouldn't laugh. Maybe giggle a little. "I see our lifelines woven together when I do that," I would answer in a near whisper, barely able to meet your gaze. And your response would come in the form of an almost painful hug, the smile gone, a barely. We've barely walked inside when u spin me around, ur hand reaching behind my head to pull me into a kiss. Our tongues play as ur other hand moves over my body softly, making me shiver and moan softly into ur mouth. I wrap my arms around u, pulling u into the kiss even more as ur hand moves further and further down till it's playing with my ass. I feel u grow hard against me as our bodies grind together. I lift ur shirt over ur head, throwing it on the floor before running my hands over ur. " Gently he inserted his forefinger into her very tight little cunt. The minute he touched her he realized how wet she was and he looked at her quizzically.She giggled and said, "You thought I was teasing, didn't you? I wasn't. Darling, when you're near me ... let alone touching me ... I start to run rivers!" Then she glared at him and asked, "And what's that ... that thing ... that's sticking me in the ass? Can't I ever sit on you comfortably?"He grinned and shook his head. "It's something I.