She turned to me.“You did this long before we got back together?” she wondered.“Yeah,” I admitted.“The color looks familiar. It’s the same...as my old car used to be, isn’t it?”“Yeah,” I nodded.“So, this is some kind of tribute, is it?”“Yeah,” I said again.She stepped to me, wrapped her arms around me and kissed me the way she had when we were making love. Out of the corner of my eye, I could just see Mike grinning.“You never forgot, did you?”“Not for a second,” I said.“I’m going to marry this. ’Fuck me’ I cried, ‘Fuck me like a bitch’. He didn’t need any further encouragement,I felt his helmet nudging at my tight entrance. ‘shove your fat cock inside my ass now’ I cried, unable to wait for him to fuck me – it worked, with one swift hip movement, he had his delicious cock deep inside my anus. ’aaahhh’ both us lovers cried out at the same time. I knew he had hit my anal g-spot because my cock was hard like a brick and dying to fuck. ‘oooohhhh ‘deeper’ I cried, unable to contain myself.. “So you’re not here to apologize or complain, you want to talk about your feelings, and you come to me to do that?” At first Athea sounded astonished but then she sighed. “I guess it makes sense. I doubt there is anyone who knows more than I do about struggling with foreign emotions.”She sat down on her bed and gestured for Jenaya to join her.“Are you still Jenaya? Yes, you are, otherwise you wouldn’t be here and feel the need to ask that question. You are Jenaya, but you are not the Jenaya you. I just love her too much... I can't give her the satisfaction she wants. She wants more..."Hurry up. We're going to Sandy's party now, plus I'm driving." Ginger bursted into my room, glaring at me. I glanced up at her, and I glad that I showered and gotten changed before she busted in. "There's something called knocking." I snapped. "Just get your shit together." She smiled at me and walked out in a casual dress on top of her lacy black bikini. I ran my fingers through my hair. By the time we.