(Everything is “juice” in Lust) I collected a lot of juice from her mouth, secreted a lot of juice of my own and spit it all over her exposed stom...ch very sensually. I did not spit, in fact, I drew “pictures” with all the saliva/juice I collected in my mouth on her stomach. – like circling the navel, dropping a line of juice just below her bra band and letting the juice flow down the sides of her waist that would tickle her. Ohh! I could see her turning in pleasure as it tickled her. I let that. She hated the ease I had with the opposite sex, and would invariably criticize any date I brought home.It was that year when I recognized that there was something wrong with Mary, that I realized that this twenty-one year old beautiful woman, and she was beautiful, even her brother could recognize the sexual delights that awaited someone behind every curve of her lush body, had sexual problems."Why don't you ever go out with men?" I learned to reply to her constant criticism of me and my dates.. His hands firmly on my hips pulling me tight to him. Impaling me. Fuck it feels so good, I have never been so filled up before, so completely full. DeSean now withdraws and pushes back in, slowly picking up speed. One hand slides up my back and he grabs a handful of hair and yanks my head back. It turns me on the way he just controls my body and I gladly follow his lead as he bends and his lips crush mine his tongue invades my mouth. After a few minutes he breaks the kiss and pushes my head. My cunt was smiling, I knew it. I rolled to my side so that my breasts and stomach were pressed against him. This was the first moment we had since he came in to think clearly. Kathy's dad smiled into my eyes “Are you going to run away now?” I wrapped an arm around his neck, pulled him to me until our noses were touching and answered “I can't stay here all my life but I think I'll be here when you wake up in the morning.” He lifted his head and looked around the room as if expecting to see.