She tried writing, but the lines faded before she could get much written. Then she pressed harder, hard enough to make her wince, and her sharp nails ...made thin welts on her skin. She noted that while painful, the sensation was also sexually arousing. She got up, and stood in front of her dresser mirror. She pulled the tee shirt over her head and looked at herself, imagining what a man would think of her like this, naked, and vulnerable. She tried writing again, on her thigh, pressing hard. I will never be into pot or cigars so just check that off your list. As the night went on I found Brad alone on the back porch smoking. His brand of choice was Newport. While Michael was entertaining guest I was going to entertain Brad. I took a Newport out of the pack that was sitting on the table in front of Brad, I asked for a light; Brad then said “why you don’t smoke”, in a questing manner. I asked again for a light, Brad pulled a lighter out of a pocket in his bright orange and blue. He moved around placing a pillow under her bottom and in doing so made it possible for his cock to be close to her mouth, she needed no bidding to take it into her mouth and begin sucking, licking and pushing it in as far as she could take it rolling her tongue along and around the tip and shaft making him shudder with delight. Oh but she was an expert in this art and he knew she would continue in this fashion until he had to beg her to stop before his creamy sperm spurted from him. "Come on baby", she hissed, "push it inside me now." I quickly obliged, and began working on her clit with my thumb as I pumped slowly in and out of her tight hole.My cock was glistening with her juices. "God baby, you're so tight today" I whispered through gritted teeth. I pulled out, spread her pink pussy lips with my hand, and stuck my tongue in her hole. She squirmed in pleasure. Her cunt is pretty and smooth, and it looks so inviting that sometimes when we fuck I can't help going down on.