Then all I saw was snow. You’re a reasonable woman and tomorrow we can spend the day making love if you like,” he said smiling, “Perhaps we ca... have a special candlelight dinner, or a picnic, or anything you want. Bread and Butter, Bunny,” and he slowly drifted off to sleep, snuggled up to her and looking forward to making love to her the next day. Rachel was gone when he woke up, and she didn’t leave him a note, which is not like her. She didn’t answer her cell phone or return his texts.. She literally did not move for about 30 seconds."Oh God, Oh God. Not again!" She exclaimed. "No.... You can't.... Uhhhhhhhhhhhh!"She squeezed her legs really tightly together, then totally relaxed and quickly pulled my fingers away. She was out of breath."Too sensitive. Too sensitive. Got to stop." She said, totally out of breath."I want to keep making you cum" I told her."No, do you want me to explode in your car?" She said loudly."Yes, I do, ha ha!" I tried to be funny."Now." She said. . Again I contract and he again draws it back into his mouth, but now he begins to stroke it with the tip of his tongue. Tenderly, almost like butterfly wings his tongue flutters over it and I lurch up and moan. Then the voice, lowly again asks: ‘Now darling? Are you ready? Do you need it? Shall I fill you now?’ My mind is screaming at me. ‘Tell him! Yes, Oh god yes. Give it to me! I need you! I need you deep and hard. Oh god fill me and stop this ache. Let me have it now.’ And again he is in my. Long time no see. Would love to catch up with you. Weused to be best friends, remember?" I finally needed to get it off my chest, so I told Lisa about it,telling her meekly that he was my best friend, but I was afraid to respondto him because he was kind of an ass and a bully. "Maybe he's grown up...people change," she mused, while glancing at hispicture. "But he does look like the narcissistic type...was he always sogood-looking?" "Yes," I snorted. "And he knew it, so he kind of.