Clearly she had been going down on Ronnie for awhile. Ronnie was lost in orgasmic ecstasy. Eyes closed, back arched, moaning loudly, calling both Ci...dy’s name and God’s name as her hips bucked and body shook with repeated orgasms. Cindy knew how to play Ronnie’s body like a violin. It appeared this was not the first time Cindy and Ronnie had fucked. I considered rimming Cindy’s asshole first—after all, ass is my favorite—but Cindy’s pussy was something I had fantasized about putting on my. " Do you Sam?" asked Josie gently."I think so," he said."And what's wrong with that, they are just clothes?" I'm scared I'll lose you. I'm scared you will want...." He hesitated,unable to go on."To be with a real man; is that what you mean?" asked Josie finishing hissentence.Sam nodded silently.Josie stopped walking and pulled Sam around to face her; she lookedangry. "And what is a real man Sam? Someone who doesn't lift a fingeraround the house because it's "woman's work?" Someone who beats his. Bethany was tearing down every argument that I had, so I finished by saying that I would be 18 years-old in a couple months, and that I would be moving out to start my own life. Bethany stared back at me for a minute before finally saying that she would come with me.I stared back at her incredulously and said that it was crazy to even hope to take our relationship as far as moving off together. Bethany responded back with the short statement of “I don’t care”. I didn’t know what to say to this. I catch her as she puts her hands out behind her to catch her fall. As she does, she falls into me, her hand firmly into my crotch. There is no doubt she felt it… the cage. She stands up and looks at me quizzically for a second as I get her coat. She says nothing, but is thinking something. I say goodbye and she reaches out to hug me in thanks. As she does, she deftly pulls me tight to her. She again looks up at me with a questioning look in her eyes. “ something wrong?” I ask. “ oh no, not at.