I slurped and sucked the custard through the gusset of her panties. Mixed with the sweetness of her pussy juice, it was simply divine. This continued ...or a while with Jaq having her first orgasm of the evening.Once finished, I slipped Jaq's panties off. She was really up for this now. Jaq asked me to fetch a dildo from the bedroom. I chose her large purple one. She calls it 'the monster.' Yoghurt at the ready, I watched as Jaq positioned the dildo at the entrance of her pussy. I made sure she. At last it petered out. There was only silence and her sobbing.I half-heartedly caressed her shoulder, but she shook my hand off. Then she slid out of bed, grabbed her pillow and started for the door."Belle, don't...", I cried. "I'm sorry."At that she whirled around, her eyes ablaze."Sorry??", she shouted. "Sorry??"She took two steps towards me and threw the pillow into my face."Sorry?? Who is sorry here? Oh yes, you are one sorry bastard! I fought for us. I fight for you, for me, for the. His breathing was heavy and he seemed to be in a rush. His nervousness from the other night was gone. He knew what he wanted from me and he was going to have it without pretense.After kissing me and having me jerk on his boner, he straddled my narrow 8-year old chest with his dick close to my face as he loomed above me."Kiss it." I leaned forward a little and kissed his cock on the head. "Again." I kissed his cock again. He propped my head up a little more with some pillows so I was. As I do she grabs the bar and lowers her body over me a little bit more to gain some leverage, helping me to get the bar up. The first three go well but as I begin to lower the bar on the fourth rep, I can sense that I am struggling. She readies herself all the more by squatting down closer to me, her legs on both sides of my head now. She is in perfect position should she anticipate that I might need some help. Her scent and her closeness and her beauty are proving to be a bit overwhelming to.