Promise.”I miss you.“I miss you, too.”Mom arranged a bit of a reception for all the relatives who came and we need to get to that. I’ll call a...ain when I can.“Okay. I love you, Nichelle.”Oh, I know you do. I love you, too. Good bye, Kit.“G’night.” He cancelled the call and paced back and forth in his room.Kit fully understood the subtext of Nichelle’s words. He hated confrontation. He HATED it -- as much as Nichelle hated funerals -- and, that is why he procrastinated in telling his folks. But. Each time my cock slid out, more saliva spilled onto her face. Her lipstick, or what was left of it, was smudged all around her mouth and the eye liner began to smear and run from her eyes. Her pussy lips and her mauled clit were red and puffy from Pia’s lengthy sucking and recent spanks. Beth looked as though she could have been the victim of a gang rape, minus the cum glaze, but I was working on that. ‘Pia, let’s trade places.’ Pia crawled up to Beth’s face and sat on it, grinding her pussy. Waiting for you Ed (26/12/2008 21:59:58): Why didn't you tell me on phone? Carmen Orosan (26/12/2008 22:00:24): I don't want my mother to hear what I am telling you Ed (26/12/2008 22:00:48): I understand Carmen Orosan (26/12/2008 22:00:50): she can understand some English, so I am not taking any risks Carmen Orosan (26/12/2008 22:01:06): I am a good girl you know? Ed (26/12/2008 22:01:11): Yes Carmen Orosan (26/12/2008 22:01:49): so, since I skip some play last night .. Carmen. “Your ticket, sir?” you ask politely, staring into my eyes lustfully. “Here you are.” I respond as I hand you my ticket, noticing that you have the most beautiful green eyes, and thick lips. “Thank you, Steve” you say as you hand my ticket back to me, informing me that I’ll be in the last row in front of the stewardess’ area. As I make my way back to my seat, I can’t help but wonder what you’re thinking. We’re you an interested member of the mile high club, or just a sex deprived young 20’s.