’ I thought. Then my heart started to race. Unless it was just to keep me from his phone. No. There was no way. Not after what was going on between ...s. I had to banish these thoughts from my mind. Peter was not going to cheat on me, not next Friday or any other day. I am not sure where his head had been in the past few weeks, but one thing is for sure, I knew where it is now. I knew then that we would have to discuss this in some way and try to get past it. I was still really hurt. As soon as. They have seen me, I know because they've gotten quieter in their talking. And one breaks away from the other, and crosses the street. They're still walking toward me, just now I don't have an option of crossing the street to avoid them. For a brief minute I consider turning around and going back to the busier streets of town, but then I see the one who crossed the street turn into a driveway and I feel somewhat relieved. I could think better if I could get the vibe out, but I don't really. “Please fuck me!” she begged. “Please!”I moved up, positioned my glans against her dripping labia, and slowly pushed forward. Sierra bucked hard, forcing me through her barrier. She grunted, but wrapped her arms and legs around me and urged me on. A few quick strokes and I was buried deep in an extremely tight, extremely slick, extremely hot pussy. Sierra bucked her hips and urged me.“Fuck me, Steve!” she demanded breathlessly.I wasn’t going to deny her, so I spent the next three hours fucking. I began to lick and suck on his nipple and at the same time, he used his fingers on mine. In seconds his nipple was hard from the warm sensations from my tongue and lips and mine was hard too from the pressure of his fingers. Then he moved his body and hand until we were both working on the other nipple. I ran my hands along his body, feeling the muscles and hardness of youth. I was so excited Nigel had not cum yet; perhaps he knew how to be on the edge of the orgasm.As I licked his boy chest,.