” Kristen gets up from the couch and I grab for the remote, hitting pause on the second porn flick we turned on tonight. We’d shared a bottle of w...ne. I knew she was horny, since earlier in the first film, unimpressed by one of the girl’s one-finger banging techniques, I shoved three into her to illustrate that cunts can take more. Well, maybe not all cunts. But hers, obviously. She was wet, and moaned a little, making a little mewl of protest when I slipped them out. My fingers came away with. She felt the familiar dampness that Eeyore’s magic always brought on. His soft snout rubbed in circles; she could feel the panties between them. “Jessy!” Her mom called out, “I’m home!” Eeyore returned to his sad humdrum self. Rolling over Jessy felt humdrum as well. Humdrum but calmer. She stood up straightened her skirt then her hand u*********sly reached under. Her finger slid into the elastic leg band, touching the moist fold of her smooth outer lip, leaving with a snap before touching her. There is also the option of building on somebody else’s property, like say, building in the parking lot of the Westshore Mall.”“The mall isn’t classy enough. Something closer to the office complexes. There is a chance I will need to wine and dine execs from McDonnell Douglas, Northrop, Motorola and NeXT. So, I need a classy place. I will likely bend the franchise rules to get what I want.”“You have to be careful upsetting a franchise. They could pull your license, and you would end up without a. Lucy disappeared for a minute to open a bottle of wine and while she was in the kitchen her roommate – the brunette bartender from the club – walked in the door. The new arrival did not hesitate to join in, pulling off her top and bending over to slip a nipple into Jane’s mouth, which was temporarily unoccupied. When Lucy returned, her long blue strap-on preceding her into the room, the first thing she saw was her roommate’s ass. “Casey!” she cried, delivering a loud slap to that ass. “Who.