What I did not know was she thought she was in love with me and had stopped letting this guy come over when he felt like it and screw her and stopped ...taking his phone calls which I had never asked her to do so she would not think we were seriously dating. This is a true story and if she didn't hate my guts now for stopping seeing her I would let her confirm it. So think we could take that phrase once you go black you never go back both ways as in meaning sometimes you don't go back to black and. It was so dry it didn't work. "So, what else?" I said sounding petrified. "What else, what?" she asked without moving. Her bottom still on display in the flashing light of the tv. "Girls like soft touches. And, what else should I do?" "You'll figure it out, Paul," Kit yawned back. This evening was taking a huge turn for the worse, I was losing her. But I wasn't throwing in the towel yet. "Well, you could save me many embarrassing moments with some good advice, Kit. I really like the soft. I couldn’t control anymore and I pulled her head so close and almost fucked in her mouth and a huge load of cum came out and she drank a few and spat out rest.I pulled down her panties and kissed her pussy while my hands on her boobs. I sucked her pussy and she was vibrating and pressing my head so close to her pussy which was so wet and shaved. I ate her pussy in a such a way that she couldn’t control anymore and she had a heavy vibration of body and followed with an orgasm. Her love juices. God, even now.Watching this unfold before my eyes was like watching a plane crashinginto a mountain from the seat behind the pilot - through gritted teethshouting: "Pull up. Pull up", but somehow being exhilarated by thrill.But there would be a crash. How could there not be.He invited her to dine with him. I forbade it. She pulled the earpieceout.I could not pull myself away. I had to watch. She could have put thecamera in her bag. She wanted me to see. She wanted me to hear hergiggling.