I came so many times, imagining your hair in my hands, that handsome head between my thighs. My eyes would then open in the dark and I’d be holding ...othing but thin air, alone with my tears. I’d tighten my fist, my nails piercing my skin, hard, until I’d bleed, hating myself, hating my life, though no one ever noticed the cuts. Why was I cursed like this? I didn’t know, I’d never know. I knew I could never have you, that there would always be a wall between us, a wall that only I could see.. Her pussy had very fine downy hair on it that was the same light brown as the hair on head. I kissed her pussy then I opened her legs and licked her pussy some more for awhile. I was really beginning to enjoy it so I stopped. I put her panties back on because I knew she slept in them, covered her up, and went back out into the living room to drink.After that we would have a drink together occasionally. About once a month I would wind up putting Bethany to bed and taking advantage of her. Unperturbed he entered he none the less; both digits filled both holes, his tongued lashed at her sensitive nub and in no time he could hear her begin to whimper and sigh. Her body rocked and rolled to match his rhythm; slow and steady. He carried on his duty and the sounds above grew higher in pitch and more rapid. The hand on his head got tighter. Jim placed a hand on her hip to control her easier. His face and thumb were sopping wet and her anus felt rubbery and tight as he teased it. A. “Yeah, he left about a half hour ago,” she replied. “He said he’d probably be gone most of the day.”Dink took this as another good omen.“Would you like a drink?” Donna asked. “I’m going to fix me another one.”“Sure,” Dink replied.She went to the kitchen, and once again Dink admired her body. She was so damned tough!After Donna came back with the drinks, she sat on the sofa beside Dink.“I’ve got some ecstasy,” he said.“You do?” Donna asked eagerly.“Yeah, I’ve got a supply.