Duh, it’s... “Um, Chris Garrett, Lisa’s sister?”“Right. Right. Sorry, I was a little distracted there. How are you doing?”She sighed. “I...��m hanging in there. It’s been rough, but I’m hanging in there.”In the pause that followed, I decided to throw it out there: “How is Lisa? Have you talked to her?”“John ... truthfully, she’s absolutely miserable.”“I ... see.” I couldn’t really see a good path away from that comment, so instead I asked, “How did you get me here?”She snorted derisively. “It. His muscular body was wet with sweat and the smell of sex and humanity filled the room. He entered her from behind and propped his torso up with his outstretched arms. The bed rocked and slapped rhythmically against the wall as he drove his big dick deep inside her. Another orgasm washed over her and she screamed into a pillow as it segued into a third and then a fourth intense climax. She couldn't believe his stamina but her pussy was getting sore and while she loved the way he fucked she. (I wanted to go lower, but I was taking it slow).She was breathing heavily. She started moaning harder. I was giving light pecks and sudden pinches on her tummy. Every pinch will give an electric shock to her. She was building up to an orgasm. I moved my hand from belly to lower belly and started caressing it. I could feel the tightness and softness at the safe time. Lower tummy is the best part of the girl’s body. Its soft as cream. I slowly placed my hand over her love hole and cupped her. Frank gave a small snort, groaned softly, and turned over, facing away from her.Amanda sighed. She was going to try and smell his breath, but now that was impossible. If he was drunk, where did he get the liquor? Or did he have a drink while he was out to lunch? No, he wouldn't do that. Not with as important as this job is coming up. He was probably just tired and took a nap. He had said he had a bad night.Amanda could also wake him up and confront him about it. But then she would feel bad if.