Then, the ice cream. I drizzled it all over her and started to lick every single inch of her. Every few minutes, I'd come up and kiss her mouth. Sl...w and sensual. Then, I'd keep licking. I licked all the way down to her pussy, and then continued on in. Her knees lifted so I could get in closer. I couldn't believe it, but we started going at it again. This time, we didn't want to just please each other. We wanted to fuck. So she stopped me and stood up. She walked over to the wall,. Julia looked at me and said “So what are you doing here, player?” Player, that was a nickname from her that she gave me after the dance. I just simply replied “I am staying here for the weekend, my mom is in Miami for her class reunion and Caitys parents are away for a wedding for the whole weekend.” Julia laughed and said “Well, I heard you two,” with a nod to the kitchen door, indicting Caity “Getting comfortable last night, and this morning in what I presume was the shower, well Caity sure. She was an unusual beauty, not very tall, but beautiful. She was slender and toned with a golden tan, large blue eyes, long dark hair, and great legs. She had just come out of the ocean from an exhilarating swim and the sun had not yet dried the beads of water from her skin. She wore a fluorescent bikini that barely covered her voluptuous body. She was happy, at 23, she had more money than she could spend, a great home, great car, all of the luxuries. The only thing missing was a companion. . "Rich, over-indulged little bitches in your fuckin' expensive cars, your world revolving around your precious little tennis lessons and your new-age fuckin' diets, and your daughters making honor rolls... you make me sick." What? H-how could you..." Carol stammered and was suddenly blinded by a stinging slap to the left side of her face. She cried out, and recovered just long enough to look back up through tear-filled eyes and see Jenna Starling's face briefly. The well-built blonde had a firm.