It was obvious what she meant - she'd seen the tongue wrestling going on. I figured my date was no more, I figured why the fuck not, so I put my hand ...p to the back of her head and moved my face toward hers. She leaned in and started kissing me.It was drink-fuelled lust, pure and simple. She was a much much better kisser than my date, and my body responded in appropriate fashion very quickly. She was leaning against me, so could feel it, no question. She put one of her hands down between our. ” I gripped her nose between my fingers, blocking off her air supply and forcing her to open her mouth. As Cindy opened her mouth, I slipped my throbbing cock between her lips, forcing her mouth wide open as I pushed my cock into her open mouth. I put my hands behind her head, pulling her head into my groin, forcing her mouth deeper and deeper onto my cock. Cindy knew what I wanted and was sucking voraciously on my cock as I fed it into her mouth, her tongue swirling around my knob as she. "...I'm pretty sure we just died, Cat. Fucking drunk trucker hit our pick-up head-on. Sorry."The only answer Jennie gets is a pained little whine. No wonder."So I guess we're going to find out what's at the end of the tunnel, heh ?" ...I'm n-not in any hurry, Jen." Whaat ? You think we're going to Hell ? Come on, we may be lowlives, but we're not evil !" Maybe b-b-but...I mean, we're f-f-falling..."Jennie's eyes shot open."Holy shit, you're right."She couldn't see TCat in this blinding light,. "No. I don't believe that. Therapists are the scam. Therapists are the snake oil people."She adopted a look of true passion. Her body straightened out. She climbed onto her soap box, without giving me a word in edgewise."I went to therapy. After I was almost raped, they suggested I see somebody. I was 16. And the shit they told me." She shook her head abruptly. "Hell no. The shrink sent me to some guy. To get me on meds. Okay, whatever. Anti-depressant meds I figured. Then you know what the.