John caressed Carol's tits, pulled her nipples, and ran his hands down her back to her ass, pulling her even tighter to his body. John's ass muscles f...exed, pushing his hips into hers and catching his cock in the space between them. Carol had her arms around John's neck and her hips were slowly grinding into John's loins. They were so beautiful. They were lost in their lust for each other.I stood and watched them. My pulse was pounding and my breath was shallow and panting. I started caressing. I kissed the inside of one leg all the way until I felt her hair on my cheek. Then I repeated that path on her other leg.I gave one kiss to her mound before I parted those lovely lips. The aroma was maddeningly arousing. When I lapped up a drop of her nectar, more came out. Finally, although she hadn't complained, I reminded myself that this phase was about pleasing her."You okay?" I asked. It would have been one hell of a time to break if she hadn't already inserted her contraceptive, and. I smelled roast beef, mmm. Next she sets down a box of breakfast cereal and an empty bowl, and says, “Dig in you bad boy“. Then she brings in a small roast and sets it in front of her and proceeds to slice off a big hunk for herself. I said, “Gee, I just had ate a slice of cardboard at noon and I’m just not that hungry!” We busted up laughing, and the jokes never stopped thru her wonderful dinner. She then said, “Come with me, bad boy“, and led me over to the couch. She had me lay on my back. She acted the role of a big tough bitch so people wouldn’t bully her. She only ever acted like that with her friends, people she was close to, or fellow classmates. If they feared her enough to think she’d punch them, they wouldn’t bully her, it was a self-defence mechanism grown from a life of being bullied by those surrounding her; it was her way of being safe. She was nothing but kind and courteous to strangers reaching out to steady someone if they tripped, offering a helping hand, carrying.