I need to change my sheets -- among other things."She laughed softly and turned on the lamp sitting on my dresser. "Wash off and change, while I strip...the bed."When I came back, in my dry panties and tee-shirt, we made the bed and I noticed for the first time that she had a bowl of chocolate ice cream topped off with fresh peaches. She had been up getting a snack."Want a bite?" she offered, as she propped herself at the head of the bed; pillows supporting her back.I took one of the slices of. ..a badass bitch." Not incorrect...not incorrect at all.Monday parked his butt in his grubby recliner. "Oh yeah? Got a piece of ass, huh? Hope she didn't taint your man parts with cooch cancer."Oh shit! Could I get some sort of demonic version of V.D. or crabs? I suddenly felt extremely itchy down there. No, it was just my mind running away on me! I replied, "Naw...I think she's safe." Her body was so hot -- temperature hot -- nothing bug-like could probably survive anyway.We played some video. We both did. It was unfucking believable. But little did she know, I wasn't done with her yet.After I caught my breath, I lifted myself off of her. Drenched in sweat, I leaned forward and kissed her. Our cheeks were pressed against each other, a closeness I had never felt before her, or since.Cock saturated in both my cum and in her juices, I lay back on the bed next to her. She did not move in her exhaustion. I grabbed her by the hip and flipped her over onto her back. Her eyes were closed,. She quickly scrambled out from beneath Luisa’s boa constrictor legs and stood tentatively on her feet, as she warily eyed her opponent kneeling on the floor, nursing her injured breast. Luisa looked up at Helen now with fear in her eyes. This was the first time she got hurt by Helen, and she wondered just how strong and cagey a fighter Helen had become. Luisa’s reverie came to an abrupt halt when Helen’s foot lashed out at her full flush on her chest. This caused Luisa to topple down backwards.