I ran my hands up and down my chest and hard cock, rubbing and teasing my nipples. With the thought of a big, thick, brown, veiny cock on my lips and ...n my mouth, I stroked myself to my second orgasm of the night. I rubbed my sticky cum all over myself, imagining that It was Marc’s. I showered and then drove to his house to wait for him to get home. When Marc drove up, I admit, my heart began to race. I needed his cock. Once inside his door, I slid to my knees in front of him and began kissing. I can’t thank you enough.”“Don’t be silly, I’d do anything for you, Em, anything. You know that right? You don’t need to thank me, I enjoyed it. Well, most of it.” I smiled.As her tears dried up and she snuggled even closer to me, she looked at me with those vibrant green eyes I loved so much and said: “Did you enjoy that special present I gave you?”“What present?”“My ass, you idiot. I’ve never let anyone put anything in my ass before. But I know how much you wanted to.”“So you did that on. He checked the fuel in the little red tank out of habit then cast off the line and pushed the inflatable off before he slipped the transmission into forward and twisted the throttle, even though the village was little more than a few hundred yards away he hated rowing with a passion and almost always used the little motor. Today he was dressed a little more formally than usual, which meant he had put on khaki trousers instead of his habitual khaki shorts, and it just wouldn’t do to arrive at. "So where is Spencer?" Melanie asked."He's down at the museum, filling out forms to get one of his newest sculptures in." Carly explained."What's on your mind?" Melanie asked.Carly didn't answer. She just quickly walked to Melanie, grabbed her by the shoulders and gave her a long passionate kiss.Surprised at first, Melanie eyes grew wide but within seconds the pleasure took over and she closed her eyes and kissed back.The kiss lasted almost a minute before Carly broke it.Melanie had to catch.