I figured the projectile had shattered a bit when it hit my bone and a piece of the lead was still inside making me sore and feeling a mite bit tender...on that side.Luckily, Kate showing me her new French undies took my mind off the pain and I made a point of pulling them down and spanking her good and proper right in front of Carmelita, the third leg of our nocturnal activities. That Spanish princess was so good at eating pussy that my Kate was constantly wearing a smile of contentment that. It seemed that somewhere along the line Cheryl and I had become friends. We were no longer even casual lovers. It hurt a little, but I also enjoyed her as a friend, so it wasn't a complete loss. Many of my relationships ended poorly. The one with Cheryl had ended in deep friendship."Maxine, it's me Lucas. I called me to ask if I should go to the memorial service, or skip it so as not to be seen with Cheryl?" I don't think it matters to be honest Lucas. You and Cheryl were not friends, so it. I began to playfully bite on her erect nipple and I felt her shiver from the sensation it caused her; it was one of the things she liked the most during our countless foreplays in the past. Our breakfast was forgotten as we both left the table and stumbled away, barely making it to the fur rug in front of the roaring fire we stoked earlier to help chase away the morning chill. I lay Evie on her back on the rug one breast still exposed and puckered up from my mouth’s assault. My best friend. Those doors " He jerked his thumb over his shoulder "won't open for them. Come on."We walked over to a service desk. Standing at the counter was a small woman with short blonde hair wearing nothing but a collar. I'm glad that she couldn't see my face. My eyes were locked on her knockers. Full and beautiful, they were just the right size for her body. I felt myself growing hard as my eyes traced down her body. I had read there was a mathematically precise ratio of waist to hips in females that.