“I thought that you and yourfiance just, er, got a little head start on thewedding plans during your last visit back to thecity.”“In...his dreams! Ralph has been wanting to get meknocked up for two years so I’d marry him, but I was`too smart,'” she laughed ironically at herself. “Iwas a career girl. No man was going to get mepregnant and turn me into his little housewife! No,the visit was to inform my EX-fiance of my`condition.'”“You don’t. Ron appeared a few minutes later in ultra casual clothes – just right for Florida. He went to the refrigerator, opened the door, and said, "Beer? Wine? Soda? I'm having a Corona." Beer, please. I ran your beach earlier, plus the massage. I probably need some more fluids."Ron said, "And I won't be flying again for a few days, so I don't need to worry about the 'eight-hours-from-bottle-to-throttle' rule." He popped off the bottle caps and presented the bottle to me. He also prepared a quick. You dive into my cunt, like a pup on a bowl of milk, lapping, sucking, and fingering every inch of me. When you sucked in my clit and slid two fingers deep inside me I squealed, "Ooooooh fuck Michael, eat me, ooooh god just like that."You nibbled, and tantalized me, then looked up and said, "Cum in my mouth darling, it’s been too long since I tasted such sweet nectar."You resumed finger-fucking me, and then placed your lips over my clit biting it gently.“Oooooh fuck bbaaabbbyy!” cumming so. Three. Four.Ellie grit her teeth. Was she still horny for that girl? She couldn't tell. But she could tell she couldn't be using her full force... was she going easy on her?Five. Six... The lick of leather on her skin felt pungent and weird.“Ugh...!”Seven... Eight. Nine. Ten.“Ugh- uhh....”Asking her out after all this... she couldn't do that. But just few minutes ago...Elven. Twelve.At first it was just unpleasant and unexpected but now, it simply hurt.Thirteen... f******n...“Auch!.