She couldn’t stop her self now even if she tried. His hand was on her blouse again gently unbuttoning it all the way, he laid her blouse open and...started to kiss her down her slender neck, and on to her shoulders. He was than at the breasts, and was sucking her nipple through the lace. She had to respond to how he was making her feel, she needed him to know how he made her feel. She placed one hand on his inner thigh and slowly worked up to the crotch, she could feel his erection through. The message reached my brain and my hands instantly grasped her hips. I pushed her down on top of me. My dick went to the root. I heard her moan. Our bodies slapped together. I heard her pussy begin to squish because of the forced movement. Up. Down. Up. Down. Each movement felt better than the last. Our moans began to become in sync with each other. Our hands ran over each others bodies. Our lips locked on one another. Up. Down. Our bodies began to slap even louder. Up. Down. Slap. Her pussy. His arm that had held me tightly to him as we fell asleep last night now rested on the satin bed sheets just behind me. I looked up at his face. He looked so peaceful sleeping next to me. In my mind I began reviewing the night of passion we had shared. Philly had made love to me like no man had ever before. His tender gentle lovemaking was something I’d never experienced. And when I had encouraged him to be somewhat rougher with my body he responded with passion and lust for me. Thinking back. Then she and Mom got into a long drawn out bitch fight and mom declared that I’m not welcome there unless I come on hands and knees and beg, and THEN go to work for Elliot. It ain’t gonna happen. We left the coffee shop to go to O’doule’s Irish pub where we met Lily. Jillian had a pint and Lily and I had some white wine. Once we’re settled down, Lily started asking me questions about my plans. ‘I have my heart set on teaching at a particular art school but in order to do that, I’m going to.