“Taste it. I dare you.” She squeezed again and the drop at tip became larger and began to slide down the tip and stopped at the rim. I looked at h...r again for approval and she nodded. “Do it, Girl!” I stuck out my tongue and she lowered his cock onto it and then swiped it across my tongue. “Sweet, isn’t it?” I drew my tongue across my upper lip. “Mmmm, yes.” I said. “Very nice.” I looked at her again and she opened her mouth and pushed her lips out. I wanted to kiss her and had never felt that. Maria did live three towns away. The drive itself was one of about 1-½ hours. Pierre eventually got there at around 12:30pm. Pierre grabbed his tools out of the car, rang the buzzer, walked in, headed up in the elevator, and knocked on the door. When Maria opened the door, Pierre was surprised to see that she had just woken up. She was still wearing her tight little shorts, clearly too small for her as her ass cheeks were falling out of the bottom, and a light cotton T-shirt."Morning Pierre". I told her I was about to cum, and she watched as the hot liquid squirted from my cock. At the same moment Rita told me she had an orgasm, creating quite a noise and mess for her. Nine months this continued for, before I heard the news. The news she had kept from me. She was sick, and sick bad. She apparently was in and out of hospital, having tests, check ups and now was the time for a serious operation. 10 days went by without word. I was frantically emailing her friend asking for details. 10. ‘Does he have a brother?’ They all roared with laughter. ‘So?’ Michelle’s question was loaded with innuendo. ‘Yes, we have…’ Ana stopped as memories surfaced of how it had been with Sean in this very bed. She waited a heartbeat shy of being cruel. ‘And it’s very good.’ The silence erupted in cheers and more laughter. Ana knew what was coming and decided to cut Michelle off. ‘It’s not serious.’ She often repeated those words like a prayer whenever temptation came around, taunting her with words.