I pushed against his chest but his grip didn't diminish in the least."Bastard let go of me," I snarled though my smile. Taking Leslie's words as a cue..., I bent at the waist and hefted her over one shoulder. I laughed as she tried to avoid the dog's excited, bouncing kisses as she hung there, helpless. I carried her to the bedroom and closed the door in the dog's face. Setting her back on her feet I marveled at her and reminded myself what a lucky man I was. She was short, but that was part of. But anyway, I always thought it couldn't get any worse, sitting home alone on a Friday night, lube in one hand and my vibrator in the other... and I was right, my sex life was about to get a whole lot better.... "Hello??" Jill screamed as she came running through my door, (I mean why lock it? No one comes over anyways.) I scrambled to hide my toys, but I utterly failed as she came running in my bedroom, finding me propped up, legs spread, soaking wet with the vibrator under my pillow. My cheeks. His knob is soaked and I pull his foreskin back and forth over his knob. His hood is tight over that big knob so I keep it wet with my mouth, tongue and lips. My head bobs up and down on his cock as I suck on his cock and rotate my tongue around and around his cockhead inside my mouth. He is moaning and gasping, enjoying it immensely. I have a good steady movement going and he is close to coming. I stop for a moment to taste his precum. Bummer, it tastes a little nasty. Therefore, I decide not. “Is this what I want,” Becky thought, “what if it ends badly!” “What is the worst that could happen?” her mind seemed to question back. “What if I am just putting myself up for another hurting,” she answered back. “Well at least this time you know what you are getting yourself into lady,” was the answer. “Hmmmmm….. And who knows, something nice may come out of this,” she wondered. And Becky smiled. She had made a decision, a decision which made her feel light and happy. She was going to plunge.