I am about to come!" She shouted as she started moaning over and over wiggling around. Then grabbed my head and pulled up. I could see the juices were...flowing out of her hole. I got up and pulled her legs apart. "Do you have a condom I asked." Jenn said she didn't. "Are you on birth control, then?" She answered, "No, I stopped when me and my husband seperated." I looked puzzled at her as to what to do. "Pull and pray?" she asked. I figured I have pretty good control so I pushed my shaft into. “Listen, I’m not mad at you. Actually, I’m embarrassed that I have those things in this apartment”. “I’m so sorry David, I was just cleaning up in your room and found them. I was just curious I guess”. He interrupted my apology, “Come here”, he said, holding out his arms inviting a conciliatory embrace. Holding the sheets up against my bare breasts, David and I hugged for what seemed like an eternity. I let go of the sheets so that I could properly return his embrace, and my firm tits. ‘I was listening to that,’ I thought. I quickly put the thought aside when I heard him enter the room below ours and begin playing his guitar. I begin drawing what I saw to the rhythm of his song. I finished quickly with his help. I took the pad down and carefully removed the picture from it. I blew the extra dust off it, leaving a clean looking piece of incredibly inspired art. I smiled. Most of the stress in my life had escaped into this picture. Everything was suddenly calm. A light breeze. Denise wanted to stand up straight and run, but every muscle in her body seemed paralyzed. She felt Dave cuddle, as close to her backside as possible, and then he leaned forward and put his lips on her ear. “Keep watching what happened. Watch how we had sex,” he whispered.Dave cradled her in his arms and reached under her chest to cup one of the luscious boobs. “Dave, please Dave, I can’t... no more, please,” she pleaded. “I changed my mind.”“Just be quiet. Stand exactly how you are and be a.