Darius was wondering what Santana was really upset about... he figured it was something he’d done, but he had no idea what. Things had been great e...er since she’d gotten back from Mississippi. Just like old times, in fact. Santana had been his everything ever since Leanne, his wife and her mother, had passed so suddenly to a cranial embolism. It had happened right in front of him. Santana had been twelve years old at the time. She’d just left to spend the night with her friend, and he and. She took her phone with her and checked for messages. There was one from Jimmy, sent at 10:38 the previous night: I'm sorry, Penny! Forgive me. Can I see you tomorrow? She sent one back: Sorry, Jimmy ... it's over!Then she went back to bed and lay on Paul's shoulder again. He opened his eyes."Go back to sleep," she whispered. He closed his arm around her and did just that.Paul opened his eyes again. He could feel Penny's breath on his neck. It was strange ... not unpleasant, just strange. He. We enjoy our smokey kisses and snuggle back into each others arms. You're lightly scratching my back, you know just how to make me purr, your other hand is playing with my nipples pulling them and twisting them to get them even harder. I had been coaxing your cock back to life which didn't need much encouragement at all, but knowing why you were playing so intently with my nipples I reach for the toys and you smile a cheeky grin. Taking the nipples clamps from me you put them to good use. You. He warmed up as she asked him questions about himself, which is something practically everybody likes to answer.After getting to the basics, she hit him with her real interest, “Are you getting any pussy?” That sure got his attention and he shook his head. “Would you like to try some?” He grinned and nodded.She stood up and pulled off her top, letting her breasts hang free. “They like to be touched and sucked on,” was all she needed to say before he was up close and getting personal. Damn it.