The thought of his cum filling my pussy again sent waves of pleasure through my body. He pulled out, his wet erection dampening my thigh. His mouth mo...ed down to my clit and he sucked me until I came for a second time.“Come here,” I said, resting his head against my breasts. I stroked his neck and surprised myself by instinctively kissing the top of his head. Why was it that a kiss on the head felt more intimate than fucking someone senseless?I could hear the TV blaring downstairs and suddenly. “You know, Bea dates some, but do you know if she’s hooked up or looking to be with any guy long term?” he said.“Huh? Are you suggesting... ?” she started.“Just a thought, just a thought. They get along good. I mean, well, what do you think?” he said.“I think that us trying to get him and Marian together turned out to be not so good an idea,” she said.“Yes, but us giving her the half million in the effort was a big ass mistake, queered the whole thing,” he said.“You have a point, but even so.. The evening with Vickie was thrilling; so much so that it was disturbing.It was a shame she had to pull the waitress out of her cozy bed to drive back to pick up her car.Now back in her apartment changing into work clothes the whole thing was replaying in her mind like a video and a very erotic one at that.Pulling on her cotton everyday panties she felt the unique sensation in her ass. Up until last night the biggest thing that had ever entered her back door was a finger. The toy Vickie used. His couldn’t even imagine the torture that she had endured at that woman’s hands.“Okay love so you want revenge, I can understand that. So how are we going to do this.” Marek asked grimly.“We, I’m sorry love you can’t help with this, you would be seen, leave finger prints. I have to do this alone.” Heather ended in a whisper, Marek could hear the shake in her voice.“No! You’re not going alone.” Marek stated, “what would happen if you couldn’t find your way back?” Marek kissed Heather and rested.