Rolling her onto her side, I settled behind her back, reaching around to join her fingers as they worked in and out of her pussy, my fingers rubbing o...er hard clit. She moaned loudly, moving her hips against her fingers, I sucked and nibbled her earlobe and neck as we both worked on her wet pussy, it did not take long for her to shudder through an orgasm, moaning as she did so.I slid my hand from her hard clit, sucking on my fingers before I dipped my fingers into the jar of Vaseline. Denise on. "Thank Christ for that. Little bit of the culinary spark in her?" She did a few years as a line supervisor and a caterer at the Hilton." Holy shit!" said Mr. Thompson. "Yeah! Grab 'er! Get 'er! That's perfect." Yeah, but-" I started."But nothing!" ...'kay."He gave me the rest of the day off to get ready. I had about four hours.I took a deep breath in the parking lot, leaned against my car, and dialed Monica's number. "Hey," I said when she picked up."Hi," she said."I need to ask you...for a. It was Betty who happened to see someone walking up the driveway to the house. She peered out the window, but all she could tell was that it was someone carrying a suitcase. She got her mother ... who could tell it was a woman carrying a suitcase ... and she got Bobby ... who groaned when he recognized the woman with the suitcase and went out to see what was going on.“What are you doing here?” he asked as she trudged up to him.“I need someplace to stay for a few days,” she said.“She kicked you. He couldn’t get close enough, deep enough, to satisfy himself. He would never get enough of her. She began to meet each thrust, her little growls of pleasure flowing over Sheron like lava. His body froze as he attempted to stave off his orgasm but Adeeana wouldn’t have it. She reached back, her claws biting into the skin of his thighs, pulling him into her until he exploded inside of her. They both dropped to their knees as if in prayer, holding each other close. Sheron thought of a thousand.