‘Jerry, I’m just saying, you look like shit, I know you’re not happy, so why did you break up with Monica in the first place?’ I knew she’d...never let be, that’s just not her style, but I didn’t want to talk about it. ‘I know she loves you and by that hang dog look on your face you must still have feelings for her. Was it the sex? Was she lousy in bed or did you just get too kinky for her? Oh, I bet I know you’re too cheap to buy her a Valentine present.’ ‘Would you stop? No the sex was great,. Molly got back on the track and headed home. “Same time as yesterday” her father said. Molly sat on her bed and thought about the woman. “What did she mean, something far better” she wondered.The next day Molly set off to find answers. What was “something far better”? She ran quickly to get to the area where she had seen the woman. First there was no sign of her but just when Molly had given up hope she appeared. “Back again my dear” she said. Molly hesitated. How to ask the question? Her mood. “I could use my morning vitamins. Yours smells so yummy.”Her tongue licked at my thigh. I shuddered as she climbed higher, nearing my pussy and—“No, no, sillyhead. Shopping. We can lick pussies later. Get up.”“Fine,” Janet pouted. Then her eyes widened. “But we get to go shopping!”Veronica let out a murmur, pulling sheets to her.“Shhhh,” I hissed softly. “You’ll wake her. It’s me and you.”“Right, right.” Janet took my hand as she stood up and we headed to the bathroom. We had to make ourselves. "Doing what?" she said. Then she blinked, smiled and said, "Oh." She took the head of my warm ram into her palm. "Seriously," she said. "Did we do it?" Briefly," I said. "You seem to have fainted." I wonder why," she said, stroking the foreskin down my hardening shaft. "You'll have to do it again." Wouldn't you rather have Michael? He's much more your size." Her maid was a broad-beamed blonde I was eager to mount, much more my style."No," she said. "But I don't see how you could possible get.