I’m overlooking Stephanie, but that’s a whole different topic altogether.”“So I won’t see you again after the 21st?”“We can still see ea...ch other, Steve, but no sex. You can only have that with a commitment to be faithful to me. And you can’t do that after August for sure,” Kara said gently.“Is this because of all the crazy stuff that I told you? Or the stuff Stephanie and Bethany told you?” I asked, a tear running down my cheek.“No, not at all. We do need to discuss that at some point if we’re. He grabbed my tits and squeezed them working my nipples. I never took my eyes off of Tom as I fucked back hard against the son-of-a-bitch fucking me. I was slamming my cunt to grab every inch of his cock. Tom was still watching me and stroking his dick as he was sucking the man standing in front of him. The man fucking me exploded in me and wanted to pull out, but I held onto him and I started begging him not to pull out yet.I heard one of the black guys telling him to get off of me that it was. " I'm not even recovered from Thanksgiving, and now I'm going to have to work out even more to get rid of all the fat from Christmas." Fat?" I laughed. I could see damn near every inch of her, and had seen even more the evening before. "You're imagining things."She grinned, making my heart leap. "You're sweet."I opened my mouth to banter some more, but she stopped me cold. She whipped the towel over her head and started drying her hair. Her tits were bouncing all over the place. My eyes. “Fresh orange juice.”I hated him.“Fresh Croissants. They are still warm.”One of these days I was going to kill him.“I’ve managed to make a latte art heart on your Cappuccino. To express my love for you.”I’d do it slowly.“Nothing is too good for my good girl.”Painfully. I wanted to see him suffer.“It is so cute to see how you sleep in. You look so sweet while you’re sleeping.”First, I wanted to see his face. I needed to know who he was. What I’d done to him. Why he was doing this.Yes, I’d slept.