He pushed himself closer and gently pushed the head of his cock into her lovely snatch. She stirred a little, and Brad stopped moving. Then he felt he... get wet. He thought she must be on the brink of awakening and her body was reacting to his intrusion. As Amber got wetter, he inched himself further in. When he was about half way, Amber spoke, mumbling in her sleep at first, then gradually getting clearer. Huuuh? Uhmmm uhh, ohhh Nice I wish all alarm clocks worked this way. With that she pushed. All he's got is his library card and some spare change. Not enough for a cup of coffee. Would going into care be any good? He's heard the stories, he knows what can happen in foster homes. But chances are tonight will be rough.He doesn't know it yet but all first nights on the streets are rough. You don't know the good from the bad, and there are worse things out there than the ones after your money or your body. He'll move from doorway to doorway, finding each occupied by hostile eyes. Some of. Now, we’re one person, with one soul, connected quite literally at the hip, and we’re both overjoyed. It should always be this way, for everyone, every time new lovers are born, we both think to ourselves. Such thoughts pass through our heads in slow motion, like an action scene from the Matrix, but are soon overwhelmed by yet another crashing wave of pleasure. We snap back into reality, into primal, instinctive, rutting animals, at once and uniformly. Suddenly, there is no world, no muggers. ..wasn’t it?It was almost like she was trying to convince herself that she would never do such a thing, but there was a part of her that was definitely curious. When Lisa squeezed her hand and called her name, she realised she had been completely oblivious to anything Lisa had just said.“Huh, what?”Lisa grinned at her as though she could read her mind. Brittany often wondered if indeed she could as she was very astute at knowing what was going on in Brittany's mind. She could already feel.