Sure enough, her grunts and groans were becoming more noisy and looking up, he could see she was supporting herself against the wall above their bed. ...er hips started to vibrate, he held her even more firmly, ensuring his mouth and tongue stayed firmly in contact with her increasingly slippery pussy. He saw her stomach muscles begin a sequence of rapid contractions and relaxations. His face was deluged with her juices. The sounds from her were yelps of pleasure. She ground down on him and with. She squealed and squirmed like a kid. “Vicki! Stop it!” she cried out while laughing. “Come on lazy bones,” I said, straddling her. Oh my, I could have fucked her then and there, but I had to be content just kissing her. I wanted to save all my sexual energy for what I hoped would happen later in the day. “You want coffee or a shower first?” “What about we shower together?” I laughed. “Sweetie, have you seen that shower? If my boobs were any bigger, there wouldn’t be enough room for me in. Not so tough now, are you," she said, shoving me.This, from someone that needed four people to back her up before she would attack a girl half her size."HA!" shouted one of the boys behind her, a wiry individual who was known as Scan and was some sort of telepath. His real name was something like Colin, and he was known for not being the sharpest tool in the box. "This little slut used to be a boy!"I looked at him, confused. It wasn't like I was hiding that fact. Tara eyed him with a similar. " You're healed, Baby," Bill whispered to her. "No more AIDS, no more upset stomach, no more drug withdrawal. No one will hurt you any more. I give you my word that bastard will never hurt you again."Expressions chased themselves across Jill's face. She remembered Bill's promise to her father. Bill had never broken a promise to her — to anyone that she knew of. Then, "You give your word?" she repeated, half question, half statement — all desperate hope."My word," Bill quietly responded, but.