I replied, "I'm doing fine, honey, but I miss your sweet smiling face." She was my baby girl and I really did miss her. She was in Michigan going to c...llege. She tries to come home at least once a month. When she does, she stays with her mom. They talk a lot and do their woman thing, whatever that is.After talking to her for a few minutes I suggested that she call her brother Junior to let him know she'll be home for the weekend and we could all get together for a cookout. That she could even. This was because of the times she and I had had intercourse, she'd never once indicated that she could actually, physically, FEEL my sperm as I ejaculated; but she had most certainly 'felt' it with Ahmed!Later I asked Alicia what she meant by being able to 'feel' Ahmed ejaculating inside of her, and she said it had two things, simultaneously. The first was knowing Ahmed was about to come because she could feel his cock tensing, but more than that, she first felt his sperm flooding into her, and. Kiss you.” Their lips met. The soft silky warmth of Joyce’s mouth mixed with the earthy aroma of coffee was enthralling. She moved her mouth away. “And as you say...” Lakshmi pulled her friends face down again and delicately licked at Joyce’s top lip. “I am suggestable.”“No.” Joyce looked down at her friend with frightened eyes. “I didn’t mean –”Lakshmi pressed their lips together and tenderly slipped her tongue into her friend’s mouth. They kissed like that for several minutes, standing in the. Right then, I remembered that she wasn’t going to read the text any time soon. She was either in her studio painting (an activity for which she left her phone turned off), or she was out with Rachel and Sam on their once a week Bloody Mary outing. Yeah, probably the latter. She was probably shitfaced already. Then she would go home and paint. The minivan disappeared down the road. I watched it go and thought, sure, I’d bang a forty year old. Or however old she was. My dick burned when I peed.