...I headed out and to see Miranda again. When I arrived at the studio Mark confronted me in the parking lot. He had clearly been waiting for me. "I ...hought I warned you to stay away from Miranda." I replied, "Are you not getting married to someone else? I think such a commitment prevents you from any such authority." "Don't get smart with me," Mark threatened. "Or what?" I asked. "Don't mess with me." I walked past him and countered, smugly. "I am not here to mess with you. I am here to mess. ”John was by this time feeling rather left out by this discussion. “Don’t I get a say in this?”, he queried.The two girls turned to him. Angelina said, “Not really, darling. This is purely a family dispute between us two.”Annetta challenged her. “But John IS family now – isn’t he, and it is his prick?”Angelina took stock of what Annetta had just said, and recognised the truth of it. “So? The argument is still between us girls.”Annetta pressed home her advantage. “We both need to know if John is. “Craig! How are you?”“Hi there, Amos. I’m fine. What’s on your mind that you wanted to talk to me?”“Not on the phone. Meet at my place in an hour? I’ve got a really good whiskey you should try.”“Ok, Amos. But make it two hours. I’ve got some errands to run.”I got home quickly. Before going in, I noticed Liz’s car was there, so I knocked on her door. No answer. I tried calling and again, no answer. I finally texted her that Craig was coming over around 8 and she should get back to me. His hot, silky tongue forced it's way into my mouth as my own tongue began playing with his and I moaned in pleasure and acceptance. His body was moist from the shower and very hot as we dry humped ourselves to excitement. Soon his cock found mine and we rubbed them against each other as the feelings became electric and urgent! "Oh Petey, Petey, you make me so crazy!" he said as my legs went around his hips, holding him tightly against my own ravenous body. Oh but I loved the feeling of.