“Let’s go in the living room and make out in the dark.”That sounded great to me. I led her to my favorite make-out spot, the big recliner next t... the fireplace. I sat down and pulled Kate into my lap. She flowed against me and our lips were soon interrupted by our tongues. Kate’s kissing had changed over the past few weeks. I remembered some of those early tentative kisses that were so incredibly sexy. This kiss was no less sexy, but had more assurance and enthusiasm. It was almost impossible. "Keep this with your other things, and bring it to my roomwhenever I call you," she said, "By the way, slut: Make sure you clean itreally well. It always goes in your mouth before it goes anywhere else. Ifit is ever dirty when I call on you, it will stay in your mouth until it isclean again."The next couple of days were pretty normal at the house. Mrs. Hamlin wasaround by the time we got back from school, so Renee was friendly andpolite to me, at least on the surface. We'd only had a couple. I did so happily, delighted at his unhesitating welcome and had soon taken my customary place, spooning against him, my back against his chest, my bottom resting on the top of his thighs.“I thought you weren’t going to come,” he whispered into my ear as his hand began to stroke my upper arm.“I thought you were avoiding me,” I countered.“I wasn’t sure how welcome I would be,” he replied. “I mean after last time when I…”“Shhh! It was lovely,” I told him with a smile, turning my head around to. Denise made noises while he comfortably got positioned inside of her vagina. “Denise, I've missed fucking you. You’re pussy is so tight. I wish you were marrying me today.” "Don't say that. Just fuck me!" Michael grabbed Denise’s hips and pushed his eight inch baton in and out of her bald pussy. They were both making all kinds of noises while he pounded at her cunt. “Fuck!” Michael was pulling Denise’s hips so he could fuck into her pussy hard. He would take his cock all the way out and then.