Max chuckled to himself as he bent his head down, wriggling his tongue inside Jazz's wet pussy, lapping up her sweet juices as he felt Jazz's back arc..., a low moan escaping her lips. "Please," Jazz moaned over and over again as her mind was sent reeling, as she did everything she could to focus on controlling herself, desperately not wanting to disappoint him by cumming before he gave her permission to. "Tell me, tell me what you want. Say it babygirl." Max said as he lifted his head, his. I always loved you, and loved you this way" she then gave me a long, wet, open mouth sensual kiss. Kirsten looked at me "I want to date you, tomorrow night we're going the drive-in, I want regular dates even after you start to fucking me, I need this. Tomorrow your going to get lucky and feel your big sister up, or more" she smiled with that babydoll smile again. Kirsten had just laid down the time line into her panties, she knew her pussy was mine, but she was a lady and wanted to be treated. What, exactly, he didn't know, but the tattoos were stuck in his mind. The ink, the design, the placement ... what?He made his way to the weight room, stripping off his shirt and stretching, trying to let his mind wander. He did some of his best thinking in here, barring that whole dark stretch after the mall incident. The concentration on the weights, on his form, his focus on each muscle group and, eventually, each muscle. The feeling of his fists impacting the heavy bag, it all served to. Victoria had arranged to spend the evening with Elise and called round to her house, which she shared with her husband, Sam.The evening was spent consoling Victoria about how Graeme wasn’t the man for her, but she couldn’t find anyone else who suited her. Elise, never one for mixing her words, asked her friend if she had ever considered a girlfriend.Victoria couldn’t believe what she was hearing. “What ? Are you saying I should be a lesbian, Elise ? Oh that’s great, as if I have had enough.