. I knew that smile. The faint, the punch coming. I could almost see it when it did."How about I finger-fuck you for him?" She said as though discussi...g the weather instead of what she'd just asked. Thank god the glasses were made of heavy duty plastic. I never felt it as it slipped out of my hand, landing on the patio concrete, nor bouncing, spilling the contents of it as it did. I was too shocked at the moment to do anything but sit there. As was Dee. Talk about a hard punch to the. Lil on her hands also…. We both laughed and she went to wipe her hands… she came very fast and we again had a small kissing session and pinching the nipples and slapping hard on her ass… I was about to open her skirt that suddenly the phone rang..At first I dint realize that it was a phone ring and thought that it was a doorbell and though that I was dead… but then she said chill its phone ringing… She picked up the call and it was her mother and she said she will be back in 20-25 mins..So. With veggies and baked ... salted it and began to plow his way through it ... twice.I gave his three minutes and asked, "Well?"No response. Thirty seconds and a flip of the flank."Medium Well?" Two responses and my choices met with approval. The smell of burning meat mixed with the smell of singe."Pink in the middle?" The vast majority responded. Those cuts went on the grill as the flank began to smoke. I picked up the medium well, turned them and looked at the biker-type; he shook his head. We. I had never felt anything like it before. She seemed to change the way she was treating me. She was being nice, even kind. She held me close as she fucked my ass. I could feel her breasts press against my back as her hands held me. One hand was on my chest and her other seemed to hover just above my cock.My balls were aching, not just from the beating she had given them, but also from the fact that she had not allowed me to cum. Her fingers stroked just the tip of my cock, it felt amazing. I.