My panties had just a tiny spot of blood on them the next morning, I noticed, as I got ready to shower, so I just buried them in the trash, and put a ...ampon in, just in case. I walked up to my grandparents’ house, expecting to find Ronnie there sleeping it off somewhere, but, to my sad surprise, they said my brother, Jim had left to take him home about an hour before that. Shit— we never did get to talk about any future plan, or anything. I didn’t even know how to get hold of him. Oh well. . By Friday, my husband Peter was off to a trip with his employer, along with him went his friend Adrian, the husband of my oldest cousin Chantae, I was to spend a week by myself... I had just ended my day shift from work, and at 3 PM I was free, I gathered my purse and headed out the door, saturated in kitchen smell and sweat, I was dying for a shower. I made it home and got in the shower almost immediately, indulging myself with a half-hour bath, complete with peach-scented body wash and herbal. I placed my lips over her lips again. She didn’t respond again. Then I pushed my lips more and put my tongue in her mouth. Now she started showing her real inner slut. She took her hands and wrapped around my neck and started kissing me wild. We both had become crazy lovers.We were kissing as if it was the last sex. I grabbed her melons and started squeezing them even more hard. Her moaning now turned into screams. I took her entire boobs in my mouth and sucked them. Then I brought my inner dog. I was 19, and worked as a lift operator on one of the mountains in Aspen, CO. Reaching my destination I came to a quick stop and sat down on my butt, reaching down and unhooking my boots from their cage before walking over to the railing surrounding the lift. Unhooking the ropes that latched around the entrance, I let myself in, making my way over to the right of the lift. Leaning my board against the metal bars I took off my snowboard pack and pulled out the lock that I had stuffed into the.