At least not the friends we invited over for the neighborly barbeque, or hung around and played cards, or went bowling with. We had other friends for ...hat, friends that lived quite a ways a way, who we generally got together with perhaps once every couple of months.Outside of that, Sue and I simply adventured on our own, having what we called "fantasy night" once every couple of weeks at least, where according to the "rules" as we'd long ago decided, anything and everything was possible.And. I press my face hard against you, taking your sex into my mouth, sucking on your labia and finding your engorged and prominent clit without any difficulty. I suck hard on you, just as you sucked hard on my cock, and I press my face into your wetness and feel your liquid arousal soaking my mouth and chin, nuzzling my nose too against your pussy. I reach below you and find your anus, and I slip a finger inside of your hole as I continue to fuck your pussy with my mouth. I fuck your ass with my. .. yet. “You okay?” I asked her.She shrugged. “I guess,” she admitted. “I’d been hoping that we could make this work, but last night, when we danced, you told me that you were angrier than I knew. I looked up those fights online after I went upstairs and watched them on my phone. I’d seen the televised one at Cecilia’s, but I didn’t really pay attention to your other fight. It was ... violent. Disturbingly violent.”“What did he do?” Arthur asked, speaking up. Barb got her phone out and found. "I hate that guy, I don't know what his problem is. I do everything Iam supposed to do and more and he keeps passing me over." Julie wasnearly crying at this point."I'm sorry he keeps passing you over for what?" I have been up for a promotion for the last three years, and he keepsholding me back."I wanted to try to lighten the moment, "You have a gun, can't you justshoot the bastard?"Happily I heard Julie chuckle over my joke. "That would be a seriouscareer limiting move! I really think he.