"what else?," Randy asked. "when he finally did spank me --" "what?," Randy asked again. i told Randy that i actually had liked it. Randy was quiet... for a while, i think he was holding his breath. when i heard him exhale, i sensed him nodding again. "i thought so," he said. but i broke in and told him that i think it was just my imagination. "what do you mean?"i explained to him that my imagination was very vivid, and that sometimes i could convince myself that certain things were exactly. As much as his spirit was willing, his body was not capable. He then thought to ask her if she had taken any precautions to prevent a pregnancy. She smiled and said, "This old hen hasn't made any eggs for years, so you can fuck me till my nose bleeds and I still wont get pregnant."He had discovered that Saint June was a very vocal lover, who screamed out some very unsaintly expletives each time she orgasmed. And she orgasmed a lot of times that day.They were sitting in the kitchen drinking. I started kissing his cock and rub it, I played with my tongue around his cock, and he continued moaning. Suddenly, he pushed me away, making me lie on my back, I bent over and kissed me on the lips a lot harder than last time. Now, he pressed his body on me, like he wants to squash me with his body. He starts going lower, kissing my neck and sqeezing my nipples. I closed my eyes and moaned really loud, since this was my first time and I was enjoying every bit of it. He took off my pants and my. I would've been happier with you in Lake Tahoe, than going off with that jerk. C'mon, just let me in for a minute, Lenny."Leonard looked through the keyhole again. Could her shorts be any shorter? He was surprised she hadn't been picked up for soliciting. Oh shit, she could tell he was looking, and she was running her tongue across those beautiful lips. And now she was stretching…making her boobs jiggle!Leonard figured he'd better let her in, before she raised all kinds of hell and got him.