.”“Oh, come on, Ana,” cajoled Kat. “I’ll start for you.” Walking quickly over to the bed, Kat raised her hand high into the air and brough... it down hard on Jackie’s ass; there was a loud slapping sound and a groan from the gagged woman. “This is just between us. She’s not going to tell anybody, how could she?”“Well....” Ana hesitated, turning back toward the bed, and Kat could tell she was warming to the idea. Flourishing her hand theatrically, Kat spanked the other cheek, drawing another. Leaning forward she raised her charcoal to her paper and began to sketch him just as she had imagined - throbbing dick and all. Suddenly a deep voice broke the silence, "Sorry, uh... is uh..." Leela whirled around, quickly reaching to close her sketch pad. Damon stood at the door, his words lingering in the air as he seemed to forget what he intended to say. His eyes glanced behind her at the sketch pad. She pleaded in her head, hoping he hadn't seen her sketch, or worse actually recognize the. Amy told me later that night as we were fucking that Dave was thicker then me and she had enjoyed his extra thickness stretching her cunt. When we got home Amy was insatiable for the next couple of weeks and I was comfortable knowing that she was probably thinking about Dave's thick cock pounding her when I was in her. A few months later we arranged to meet again and Dave would stay overnight with us. When we met that afternoon Amy was quite relaxed and no doubt looking forward to getting her. ”“What does she know about it?” Terry inquired. “She’s not a musician.”“No,” George replied, “but she is a walking goddam encyclopedia.”Oh, jeez, she thought. They’re fighting, and now I’m gonna get dragged into the middle. Men are such a hassle. I love ‘em, but they are such babies sometimes.“All RIGHT, you two, she called out. “Settle down and let’s hear the problem.”“ASShole here, says that July 17 th is John Coltrane’s birthday, and I say he’s full of SHIT!” called out Terry.“Watch your.