Treat me like the cheap slut I am for you!" she panted with unbridled sex-crazed lust.The time for teasing and talk was over now. Denise leaned forwar... and ran her wet tongue from my engorged balls up to my helmet-like cock head. I groaned mightily as I felt the hot wetness of her tongue. She opened her lips and took my cock head inside. Again I groaned, louder this time, and pushed my hips forward, trying to feed Denise more of my cock. She willingly obliged, opening her mouth wider and taking. His was the only number I could remember without my cell phone. He wasn’t happy about being woken up, and he made sure to remind me that most people have jobs. I apologized, and grovelled, but in the end he wasn’t able to come get me. His family was in town and his place was full already. He said he would call around and get someone else to come grab me. I could only sit and hope he found someone.All my friends were guys, ever since high school. I just could never handle the bitchy frenemy. She feels lovely. Smooth, warm and wonderfully soft. My eyes half close, letting my body focus on only touch. My hands tremble, my breath fast. I reach further, pulling her to me, returning her embrace.Our eyes meet again. Hers show relief and joy, mine say, "Yes."Lana traces her fingers along the lace trim of my bra, she feels the rise and fall of my breasts. My palms and fingers explore her thighs, the curves of her hips. I circle the two downy peaches of her ass, over and over.She blows. Now that you will inherit my estate you will realize that despite having two big ass televisions in the house, and a house that was wired for sound, I never had cable TV or DVD movies nor did I have a single music CD. All colour, all music were snatched from my life when my children kicked me to the curb.I did have the home videos that the three of you left behind when you moved out and I had them converted to DVD and kept playing them for 10 long years. During the last days of your mother's.