. don't know... the umm... number... do you know my sister, Kailynn? he asked trying to cover his own mumbling ways."That's it!, i knew you looked fam...liar, I've seen you around with her. I thought you were her boyfriend. No wonder she blushed when we said you were... err..." pausing realizing she almost revealed more information than she wanted."I have her number, so I guess that means I have yours too!" she giggled.Arrian felt like all was right with the world when this beautiful girl. Jenny filled her hunger and beganslowly pulling very nearly out and thrusting in. Rachelpushed back so that she could feel the entire length ofJenny's shaft inside her. Jenny soon increased the pace ofher thrusts and Rachel could only rock back and enjoy thepounding rhythm of their bodies. All time seemed to belost. Reality faded to just her and Jenny, this moment, andthe next which was filled with lust and lovemaking. Overand over Jenny smashed at her enjoying the feeling ofRachel's tight hole. My husband nodded his assent somewhat drunkenly, a silly smile on his lips. His eyelids began to droop. He blinked a couple of times, fighting it, then... Plop!It was just like in the movies. I rose from my seat, moved to my loving husband's side, and lifted his face out of the remnants of twice-baked potato and au jus. After assuring myself nothing had lodged where it would impede his breathing, I propped his limp form against the backrest and held it in place with one hand. I left the mess on. She strapped the 6 inch, black patent leather, platform stripper heels on. The air returned to almost normal. Standing up, she wiggled into a skin tight, blue mini dress. The dress was cut so low that the top of her bra, well the top half of her bra, was showing. This damn dress showed more than it covered. Sighing again, she leaned against the tree, which was surrounded by a bunch of blue flowers that had long, thick stamens poking up from their centers. Cascades of long, graceful, green ivy.