Her crotch was now boldly revealed to the open air, her T-shirt well up over her hips. A foreign electricity gripped Kimberly. She felt d***k and surr...eal, almost as if she were having an out of body experience. Rising up from herself, she saw the scene: Janet, working diligently, and Kimberly, her pussy thrown open wide to world, as if this were a normal, everyday occurrence. The thought of it made her mouth thick and sticky and tinny with expectation. Janet finally looked up. She made no. ” ! I just grin at Joey, and he goes on “hey—could you guys---” I cut him off in mid sentence, “no. aint happening. You are too young, plus I don't want to see you get into that lifestyle. Easy in, hard to get out. Although I do it myself, I dont condone it. And by the way, you need to dump that smoking---you can't smoke, and be a good athlete. And don't even think about no dope. If I hear of you getting into any kind of dope, I will come and stomp your ass myself----you got me boi”? Joey. Cupping her breast, it re-animated her body. A pluck of its hardened nipple and our lips met again. The tip of her tongue danced with mine and provoked a wanton murmur.Her features revealed a once-hidden secret.“Amy, I can take it from here. Go, sit over there. Watch us.”His meaty erection fell from her sex. The cuckolded candualist had enough pictures now.Covetous hands roamed his broad torso. Taken in hand, my serpentine tongue traced the long ridge of his erection. Our eyes met, his. He didn't think he was going to die. That was possible while at home, alone while the universe betrayed him. In the hospital? No. He'd live.That mattered. He was surprised at that. He wanted to live. For awhile, he thought he was just going through the motions. That, really, it wouldn't matter if he woke up in the morning. Now that there was an actual chance of that...What would death be like, anyway? Chris closed his eyes. Tried to picture it. Heaven had never made sense. Spending forever with.