" I'm Sandra, umm..." You can call me Pat," Patricia said smiling, when she noticed that Sandra wasn't sure if she could call her that or not."Okay ..... Pat it is," Sandra said and was again surprised when she noticed how this woman's eyes were going all over her body."Can I get you something to drink? A soda, or coffee maybe," Patricia asked."A Cola would be nice," Sandra said.Patricia then looked at Veronique and said, "Still drinking your coffee black?" Yes, still as black as the night,". That simple kinky little act takes my mind back to the mornings I woke up in her arms and kissed her, tasting my own juices on her lips.Or the mornings when we were probably both a little drunk from the night before and we'd enjoy a wet sixty-nine. We'd bring each other to a mind blowing climax, emptying our bladders into each other's mouth.We'd fall asleep then, on the urine-soaked sheets, to wake up later, sober, but still wanting each other.I walk to the mirror and kiss the full red lips of. Josh taps my arm, his signal that he gives, so I let him go. “That wasn’t fair man,” he says, “I wasn’t expecting that.” “All’ s fair in love and war bitch,” I say as I open his picture folder on the phone. I hear him say something about not being a bitch, but my ears are not working correctly from the first set of pictures I see. There, in front of my eyes, are pictures of Ashley, Josh’ s wife being double penetrated by two guys, and sucking a third. I scan the rest of the pictures, and. . that feels nicccce."Mac brought her hand to the back of Harriet's head and caressed her soft golden locks of hair.Harriet's hands weren't idle as this went on. She kept her hand busily caressing Mac's belly and slowly worked their way down to Mac's groin area.Mac arched her back in surprise when she felt Harriet's fingertips make contact with her pussylips. She wasn't expecting such a bold move so fast."Relax Sarah," Harriet told her, smiling. "I'm not gonna hurt you, you know."Mac did relax.