" Kenny exhaled smoke and said to Cassie. "Zoe can take you home after she's done." He left Cassie on the couch and a door slammed a minute later. Hec...tor kept fucking Zoe on the floor and Cassie sat up. She tried to slip off the couch but C-Money left his post at the door and sat beside her. "Don't fucking move. Zoe'll take you home." "I want to go home" she said. C-Money smiled and unzipped his pants. He palmed the back of Cassie's head and started to push her to his lap. Cassie tried to pull. " As she said this my wife leaned in and kissed her friend on the neck, just below the ear. While kissing her Jane slid her hands around Kerri's sides and up under her hands so my wife was cupping Kerri's breasts! After another minute of my wife kissing her neck and caressing her breasts Kerri let her hands drop revealing a cute little pair of light pink nipples with areolas about the size of a quarter. The next hand went poorly for Kerri as well. With this loss she would have to remove her. It was fur-accented, but short-sleeved. She carried a hunting spear, with a silver, rune-lined, black shaft and tip, a round shield as big as a table-top, divided into quarters of alternating white and black, with a polished metal knob in the center, ringed with white. She had two short swords plus three long knives sheathed on her belt. Her hair was white as snow, braided into corn-rows that extended down her back, almost to her waist. Her face was beautiful, though her cheek bore a small. Donna Farentino.” That’s where the face came from! Sweet, young, nubile, Donna Farentino, Fran’s closest friend growing up. She still looked good; Gray at the temples, but busty as ever. I remembered once when she came over to see Fran, who wasn't home. I invited her in to wait and we sat on the couch. It started off innocently enough, but within ten minutes, I had her blouse open, bra off, and I was kissing on her soft, full, sixteen year old breasts. Unfortunately, we never got much further.