” Annie almost melted at Antwan’s sweet words. There was an underlying sexiness in the rich husky timbre of his whisper. He was willing to be pati...nt, to delay acceptance of her brash and immodest proposal. The fact that Antwan was actually making her wait made Annie want his body and his cock even more. Shit Annie wanted this man so badly. She wanted his big thick cock in her tight Asian pussy. The delicate soft pink folds at Annie’s love triangle were already dripping with slick viscous. Coffee seemed better for a serious talk than iced tea. I had no idea why, but it did.“I have to start at the beginning I guess. When I was seventeen I met a man. I used to think that I was a Revolutionary and he was part of that revolution. Back then my daddy used to call them radicals and spit. Now we would call them terrorist, I suppose. It doesn’t matter I knew it wasn’t the real lasting kind of love. It was just an infatuation and I knew it. Nonetheless I got pregnant as an eighteen year. .well, I think our love has died. We live in the same house, we talk about his books, and my work but it’s just all empty. There’s no spark, no passion. We haven’t made love in three months . . .’ With that, she looked away from me. ‘I’m sorry. I really am. No one should have to live in a loveless relationship,’ I encouraged. ‘I don’t know where I’m going to go yet, or what I’m going to do. I just know I can’t live like this anymore . . .’ With that the tears welled up in her eyes, and I took. Ed could stand up, but it was too deep for Karen. She closed her eyes and floated in his arms, which allowed her lower body to float up. Tom moved between her legs, as his hand found her pussy.Karen kept her eyes closed and said nothing. Tom's finger entered her. She opened her eyes to looked at Brad, but he was gone. He had left her to her own devices. It was traitorous in a way. But it was more comfortable for her to allow the boys to play with her with Brad not watching. It did feel good.Tom.