I wasn't sure, but why not?"Let's find out." She came in really slow, looking down at my mouth. I felt her breath first, then a wisp of her warm lip a...gainst mine, dragging across. Then a soft kiss on the corner of my mouth, a tiny touch of tongue. Then she licked lightly across my lip. It was so incredibly sensual I about wet myself. Her mouth opened and she covered mine completely in a sexy, prolonged kiss that melted me into the floor. Her finger found my vagina, caressing up and down while. But yesterday, for the first time, with Misha next to her she felt stronger, easier to deal with the hand over, protected without it being obvious. Maybe this was the turning point she had dreamed of. A new life, with a new strength, and with someone who seemed to care. Turning her head slightly to her left, she watched Misha as he focused on the story playing out up on the screen, with its horror of retribution. She also knew that he wanted to make love to her, and she was so worried about. Now it was time for me to get off! After sucking my cock again for a minute, Amber began to lick my balls while I stroked my cock. I told her I was getting close, and was trying to decide if I wanted to try cumming in her mouth, on her tits, or just one the floor. I shoot a LOT of cum, so I didn’t make a big deal about not being able to always cum in her mouth, especially as she loved the feeling of me pumping a big load inside her tight pussy. As I was thinking about it, a finger appeared in. Could she simply do me the favor of love? Sadly, I knew it hardly mattered. She was the selfish sort of person that takes and never cares what her partner feels about the matter. How much worse could a person be? If none of us were giving, then we would all have nothing. But at the same time, maybe a few of us have to be ungrateful slugs of mankind's excrement.~~~This was all silly of me of course, stubborn perhaps. She was a good person at one time. Loving, nurturing. In those days I really.