"Your slimy submissiveness sticks to my skin, making me want to vomit." He wondered why she'd called him at all."I understand," he said. She sighed de...eply."You don't," she decided. "You'll never understand." He didn't know what to say. She obviously didn't either."André?" she asked."Miss?" You do realize that you are torturing me." She heard him gasp."Never, Miss! I would never do that!" I know that you wouldn't. But you do," she went on. "You keep forcing yourself onto me, even after I told. I didn’t think so!” then she added, “Want a little more help?”I nodded.“Good. I thought you would.”But before doing it, her lips touched mine – soft and tender – a real kiss – a lover’s kiss. I was already fantasizing about her and once our lips parted she placed her panties firmly on my face. Being reintroduced to her scent had nearly as strong an effect on me as it had had the first time. I felt it radiating through my body — reinforcing my desire to have sex with her.“Robert, let’s not be. Becky schob den großen schwarzen Kopf in ihren Pussy-Schlitz, der nass vor Erregung war. Sie fickte Larry jetzt schon über ein Jahr, aber wenn er länger als eine Woche von ihr weg war, stieg ihre Sehnsucht nach ihm immer noch wie beim ersten Mal.Becky drückte mit ihrem Gewicht auf Larrys Schwanz, als der große Kopf in ihre Scheidenöffnung flutschte. Larry stöhnte auf, als er spürte, wie sich ihre Muschi an seinen dicken schwarzen Schwanz klammerte, als sie auch schon anfing, sich auf seinen. I knew I was in for a long wait, so I pulled out my phone, and checked the recent status updates. Looking up every so often to move with the line, I apparently lost track of what was going on, because I heard a familiar voice say, “Reading anything interesting?”I looked up, into Hannah's radiant blue eyes. I wasn't unhappy to see her; I just hadn't expected to. “Hey, you,” I responded. “I was checking InstaTweet while I was waiting in line to pick up my package,” I said, flashing the orange.