The only thing that mattered right now was Sam and what he could do for my aching body. Sam untied my dress and slipped it off my shoulders, revealin... my braless breasts. He bent over me to kiss my breasts. Taking the nipple in his hot mouth he sucked lightly whilst caressing the other breast, squeezing it. I was in heaven and I pulled his head closer, running my hands through his hair. ‘Take me in your mouth Amina.’ He demanded roughly. Slowly I sank to my knees in front of Sam and reached. He pulled me forward until I was laying on his chest. He kissed me and massaged my breasts. I sat up again, pushing, grinding down on him, taking all of his length. His hands were on my breasts, pulling and pinching my nipples. I rocked my hips from side to side, front to back, getting my clit to rub against him. His cock got harder, his veins popping out, and we were both really close to eruption. He reached around and penetrated my ass with one finger - and that was it. I came, gushing and. I was forgetting long spans of time, getting into arguments, blacking out and then later learning I was just in an angry rage. It took one really serious event to kick me in the ass and snap me out of that funk. I drank myself into a stupor, beat the crap out of two people at a bar, and finally tried to kill myself. After all that bullshit, I decided to look into getting some help. My family therapist was always a hard ass about every little thing that would comipse flying out of my mouth. A. " Grabbing the joint from the window sill, I walked back into the room and handed it to him. "Here, why don't you do the honors." He reached down on the coffee table for the lighter and firing it up, he took a deep toke and handed it to me. "Wow, this shit tastes like a pine tree. Must be good." He exclaimed. "Thanks Judy." She smiled up at him, spreading her legs ever so slightly in her short shorts answering "Absolutely! Anything for my best friend's man." We all sat around the coffee table.