It’s never the easiest getting back to the spot but I made it. As I passed Amy first I gave her a shot and moved on down the line. Once everyone ha... one we toasted my celebratory BS again and pop down the hatch. It was 10:48 so I was cutting it really god damn close.I went back to our conversation of small talk but traced back to open drugs, music, sex, and freedom, counting the minutes in my head. It was about 11 now and I could see she was visibly loosened up a bit and had a more relaxed. As I did, I stroked your long blonde hair, and held you to my chest. Finally you stopped sobbing, and looked up at me. In that instant, all taboos were gone. I reached down and kissed your tear dampened lips, and you kissed me back. We kissed for what felt like hours- tongues fighting for position, and lips getting raw with contact. When we finally broke, you sat back and asked me "Would you like to finally get a real look at me?"It was my turn to be shocked again! You saw my look and broke. The other cock was already sticking through.Sandy kissed and licked the head. It was a wonderful cock."I'm a slut! You liked watching me suck but I want you to see the cum on my face! Look through the hole!" She said as the cock withdrewShe could see a man's eyes looking at her as she licked her cum covered mouth."Now I want you to cum in my mouth too!" She moaned and the cock reappearedSandy engulfed the dick and pumped like she was in race for her life. The cock slipped through her lips and. She never smiles—not exactly. She giggles, she seems happy and entertained, but there is always a shadow behind her thin lips, disguising—perhaps a private amusement that she doesn't share, perhaps her deep thoughts. Of all the people I have ever met, Vivian is the one I understand the least.And the one I love the most."I'm glad you came," I said. She did not answer. She never answers to any reference I make about us. About a possible "us," since there was not really an "us" yet. I tried.