Kara’s hard nipples traced short tracks on my chest as we kissed and she flexed her hips slowly, causing intensely pleasurable friction that inexora...ly brought both of us closer and closer to our release.“I need you to fuck me hard!” Kara gasped after a small orgasm.I wrapped my arms tightly around her and she tightened her legs around me. I stood up and moved her to the bed. Kara released her legs and I put her ankles on my shoulders and proceeded to pound her as hard as I possibly could until. After being frozen for a few seconds, I nodded. 'Shit, I'm about to lose her.' Her right hand dropped to my cock and she stroked it for a few seconds. "Why is your member limp, your girlfriend is rubbing it?" "I don't know what you want me to say, I just did it. It wasn't planned, I'm sorry, Sharon," I cried. "What the fuck are you talking about?" she laughed. backing away slightly. "You are allowed to jack off. I cut you off from sex, but you can still play solos," she informed me, leaning. And that’s why you need to keep taking the birth control, a voice in the back of your head reminded you. You nodded. You hadn’t just gotten a job to at least pay for your son’s school meals, you had to pay for birth control to make sure you didn’t have any more kids. After your first kid, Laura, your husband would talk about having three, four, five, even more kids with you. But after your second kid, Isaac, you started doing the numbers; more kids would start bankrupting you. So you had taken. She held out the herb for me to sniff. She was right. That lusty smell, a cross between a skunk and a pussy.“Deal,” I said, handing her a twenty. She grinned.I would have suggested she offer the Rasta guys some, but when I looked away for a half a second she vanished. I could have sworn I saw a momentary flickering of firelight on the brick wall opposite.I made my way home as quick as I could, and fired up the bong. In a minute, I figured I would call my friend Lucy, but that could wait while I.