“I’ve asked you dozens of times, and you always told me before your ass was ‘exit only,’ made a joke about it, and then changed the subject!�...�“Well, you just never really seemed that serious, and he did, so I took the opportunity to try something new. Aren’t you the one always saying I need to be open to new things? Quit complaining and listen. Besides, your cock’s leaking all over my hand, so you can’t be that upset.”Sure enough, it was. But I was a little disappointed to see her grab the. Slowly, wanting to get it all, she moved her hand toward her mouth, to let the rest of his semen ooze out onto her tongue, until her hand was against her lips. She swirled this ration of cum in her mouth as she had the first one, before happily swallowing every drop. Still holding Jimmy’s cock gently in her hands, Nicky slid her body toward the head of the bed, until he kissed her full on the mouth. Jim continued kissing her eyes and nose and lips, and started trailing kisses down her throat. While I had control of her, I knew exactly how to make her rise. She needed to be teased into it, and then destroyed. My fingers grazed the flesh of her chest, tracing the shape of her torso. I kissed every inch of her exposed body, getting a slight moan from each touch, each kiss, each motion. Next was the denim. I began by unzipping the jeans, giving her room to wiggle that fabulous butt, moving the jeans down slightly. I then snipped from the waist down, revealing her skin (without. “How are you doing?”She stared at the drawn curtains, amber and red lights playing an eighties disco-like show through them.“Will Uncle Harold be okay?” she asked. “What happened to him?”“He’s had a heart attack,” I told her.She looked at me, her eyes wide and frightened behind her glasses. “Is he going to die?” she asked.“I don’t think so.”“I don’t want more people dying around me, Mike,” she said very seriously.“I’m sure he’ll be fine.”But he wasn’t. The call came early the next morning. I’d.