“And whenever you get a chance seems the perfect moment.”Somehow, the hour back to Atlanta flew by. Part of the plan for my drive was to get away ...rom people for a while, but I never resented Kitty for intruding on that idea. Her enthusiasm for every topic that popped up made me smile. And she was smart enough that I was enjoying the ebb and flow of conversation. Although there wasn’t much ebb. I guess the fact that she was gorgeous, and that she seemed to link half the topics to sex may have. She felt it even as she gagged. Hair was dangling out of her orifice. She now knew her terrible fate.“Thish can be habbenin ta me!” Jasmine stammered weakly. The slurring of her voice only confirmed it. She had the sound of one with a damaged brain already! It was true! There was a severed Sprite head jammed deep in her honeypot! Somehow she had managed to spit the body out before choking to death on it as she grew smaller with it wedged in her throat.In her duties as a healer, Jasmine had seen. Fuck me harder. Fuck me!” “I’m gonna cum,” she yelled so loud I’m sure three neighbors heard it. And with that, I thrust my dick in her as deeply as I could, and three knuckles deep into her, vibrated my finger a bit as an explosive orgasm ripped through her body, soaking my cock, my sheets, and my bed. Greedy bitch. I playfully threw her to one side, and thought spent and shaking a bit, I managed to get her up to her hands and knees. Getting behind her, I rubbed my hand between her legs, and. Of course he would be ready for another round. He was Kevin. ‘That didn’t take long.’ I smiled at him. ‘You said sex.’ Kevin grinned back at me and lowered his head so he could kiss my lips. I was about to wrap my arms around him and try to get him hard enough so we could go another round when undeniable sound of a pager vibrating against the dresser caught our attention. My head fell back onto the pillow and I fought back the tears that were building up. It was my night. Not there’s. Kevin.