.”“Better...”“But you can´t be allowed to come…“You creep...uh!”His finger was penetrating her rear. She heard him climb onto the bed s...mewhere behind her. A soft kiss on her one buttock. Then a warm hand on the inside of her thigh, high up. Gentle finger parting her cunt-lips, caressing. Finger entering her staving pussy. Amelié let out a sigh. Pressed her face towards the pillow. The anger had not quite left her yet. Fingers entered her, two by the feel of it. “When they said you like it this. . -" Tits. You can say it." Uh ... whatever ... they were kinda cute too." Really? They must have been awfully small back then." Uh ... well ... I liked 'em."Kara leaned forward. "I was hoping you still might."Tommy sneaked an embarrassed look at the bulge in his pants. "I thought that was obvious."Kara looked devilishly at the tent in Tommy's pants, her gaze lingering too long for Tommy's comfort. He tried to divert her attention. "Yeah, We did used to have fun." You remember helping me out of. .. I had heard of moonshine, but never had any so far. I did know that no matter how smooth people said it was, it would still burn a bit going down. I told the place in my head to let me taste it, but not have any alcohol burn my throat when I drank it. The place in my head sort of “told” me that I would get a nice buzz that felt great, but I wouldn’t go over that level no matter how strong or how much I drank. I would taste eveyrthing, but the energy in the alcohol would be pulled out of it. It was obvious to any observer that it resembled a woman languorously lying with her legs wide open and he asked the easily defended question of whether or not that sort of imagery was used in American films. Cat rose to the bait and replied yes, trains roaring out with smoke spewing, as well as rockets blasting off. She had now upped the ante, challenging him to respond.Over the next month the chats became increasingly sexual in nature, Cat and Fred almost challenging each other to be more.