"So what are you doing now?" I asked, opening my door. "Nothing. Just looking for something to do." "Want to come hang out for a while?" "Sure!" she s...id enthusiastically, skipping into my room and sittingdown on my bed. Closing the door, I walked over and put on some music. "So did you have fun?" I asked, sliding onto my bed beside Nicole. "Yeah it was ok," she answered. "I did something bad though." "Really? What?" "I kissed a guy." I let out a laugh and slumped back on the bed. Nicole. WithMiranda's help, I managed to get them off over my shoes. After that, shewedged a pillow under my butt and lifted my legs out and up, liningherself up. I lifted my head a little, saw it coming closer, and knewwhat she wanted. I took the dildo in my mouth, lubing it up with mysaliva.Then Miranda pulled back, then pushed forward against my tight hole. Ididn't take long to open up for her, feeling the whole length of thedildo sliding inside me. She fucked me at a steady pace, and it. I pulled into one of the streets, the name the same as her address, and in just a few more minutes, saw the place.It was a small, single-level home, nestled in with several more just like it. Hers was set back from the street a little more then its neighbors and it was painted a light blue with darker blue shutters. It was neat, the yard and shrubs surrounding it well tended, the entire picture one of a well cared for home. It was so different from the place we lived in before I went to jail;. Light from a single table lamp revealed that the pale green room was cursorily decorated with white ribbon bows and sashes on the iron bed frame and several arrangements of silk flowers – worn and slightly dusty – had been placed on the dresser and various small tables for the newlyweds. Her large, dark brown eyes reflected the dancing orange glow of the fire as he looked into them, celebrating his terrific luck at meeting and marrying such a sweet, beautiful woman. Still in his clutches, she.