We stared at each other, chests heaving, both of us surprised and sated. He reached down for me and I took his hand. Johnny led me into the bathroom... and washed my the blood from my face and neck. After cleaning me up he led me out to the dining room and watched as I cleaned up the mess we had made. Following me from the dining room to the kitchen, every now and then he would come up behind me, put his arms around me and press the quickly coloring bruises on my arms, chest, neck and stomach. It felt like an eternity before her wide lips met mine, and we kissed for the first time this morning.It was a tender, lover's kiss. There was no teasing, no urgent expression of lust. It was a kiss that spoke to me, conveying a deep satisfaction that only existed between us. Her leg slipped over my other thigh, and her entire body was on me, suspended on her arms and legs. I felt her pussy brush against my cock, then draw away, as she continued to kiss me.She settled down, caressing my entire. He holds his prick out in front of him as if he is trying to piss but nothing comes out. “You owe me.” He seems intimidated by the tone of my voice. I decide to take the bull by the horns. Or rather his horn. “What the matter? Doesn’t it work?” I taunt. His cock, already semi-erect stiffens in my hand. I pull him towards me by his cock. This is the final straw. He lunges at me. He is quicker, stronger and more determined than I expect. He pushes me against a tree and forces his lips against. " Yes, always on the job! Right? I'm glad you called, Mark. And,... thanks for being such a friend." You too,... you too, Beth. Wonderful... being... with you. Bye, now."What a relief. Enough of a call to be reassuring; enough to hear each other's voice. And yet just the right touch to reinforce the pleasure. On balance, I was glad that he called. I hoped that it wasn't just that I wanted to be romanced no matter what my resolve was.Life is not simple, I concluded with another sigh.First Slip -.