....che puntualmente arrivano ci alziamo e mentre ci dirigiamo a casa sua che è poco distante, mi abbraccia....ci fermiamo e scappa un bacio clamoros..., una slinguazzata in strada che non facevo da non so quanti anni, ma che vi devo dire.....certe cose non si possono impedire, sarebbe un peccato non farle. Poi le sue mani vanno sui miei glutei, io mi bagno, ha mani calde e sicure che sanno bene cosa fare. Riusciamo a raggiungere casa sua anche se io lo avrei divorato lì per strada. La porta si. Darryl thought it was funny as hell. He kept playing the last part over and over. "I love you, Helen ... beeeeeeeep,"Suddenly, I was pissed. I had never felt angrier or sadder in my life. "Shut the fuck up Darryl," I screamed. There were a few silent moments between us. Then I took a breath and apologized to my friend."Did I do something wrong?" Darryl asked."I'm sorry D; it's not you it's me. I just have this feeling that we're the bad guys this time," I said."What do you mean?" he asked.. It also paved the way for him to restrict her orgasms as a means of controlling her. He could, for example, tell her she could cum, but must wait a half an hour before doing so. Or, as he had the night before, leave her wanting.When Laura didn't respond, he said, "Well?" What?" she said seemingly startled from a far away reverie."Did you come here to get laid?"She turned crimson, and couldn't meet his eye.He wanted her to ask for it. In fact, he wouldn't proceed until she did. He was well aware. She smiled wickedly and went inside.I came in after five minutes and saw her bending in front of them and showing them complete cleavage including her bra. They were so lost, they didn’t notice me coming inside. They were just ogling at her boobs. She did what almost made me cum. She lifted her hands and showed the two lighting guys her sexy shaven armpits. They just looked so stunned that I had to go in the middle. I caught her sexy meaty arm and took her out of the room. She just smiled.