He was kissing me wildly and with so much passion. His lips, smeared my lipstick all over my cheeks, his saliva was mixing with mine and was dribbling...down our faces. it was a sweet, sticky and kinky feeling and I was just enjoying it. He told me to open my mouth, I obeyed and then he spat inside my mouth his tasty sweet saliva. And being the horny bitch that I am, enjoyed it so much. I was smacking my lips, tasting the sweet, sticky nectar and swallowing it like a hungry bitch. He noticed it. What happened to your big date?" Oh Sandy, it was such a disaster." She started to rambleon and on about how her old boyfriend had called her out ofthe blue, and about how much he used to mean to her, butthat he had changed somehow, or maybe she was the one whohad changed. Sandy just stood there and let her talk,reveling in the sound of her voice. So what if she wastalking to him like another girlfriend? At that moment, hewould have settled for that forever.When she asked him about his day, he. Again, insistent knocking. A female voice invaded my personal silence. I looked around the room, puzzled, then my brain whirred into life. The room, the smells, the bed, my oily hair. It all clicked into place. I sat up and called out, ‘Who wants me?’ Rebekka breezed in uninvited and set a large tray on the side table, threw back the curtains and promptly climbed into bed next to me, uninvited. ‘I do,’ she purred, then in an annoyingly bright and cheerful voice she chirped: ‘But c’mon sweetie,. Her brain said it would be fantastic ... SO fantastic that she stopped and sat up."Get on the bed!" she panted, getting to her knees and facing him."What?" His hand was moving along his stiff column of flesh again, uncovering and covering a knob that had taken on a purplish hue."Get on the bed!" she said again. She pointed to the space in front of her. "Right there. Lie down on your back!" What?"His mind was working on two levels. One of them had no idea what was going on and was confused and.