Lifting her head she smiled, opening her mouth to show me the creamy strings of cum inside. Sitting up straight she drew me into a kiss, working her c...um covered tongue against mine. I had tasted my sperm - out of curiosity - before but now, passed back and forth from her lips to mine it tasted so different.“The taste of love”, she laughed when she finally ended the kiss, “I adore it, don’t you?” I gasped that I did.She stood, lifted her skirt, slowly slipped her knickers down over the clasps of. ”“Now?” he replied with a smile.“Yeah… The girls told me some other things, too.”“Like what?”“Just close your eyes, and I’ll show you.”“I think I like this game.” He dutifully closed his eyes, and sighed deeply, obviously enjoying the hand job.Sally reached up on the dash for her Coke, and look a long swig. “Oh, that sounds good, Sal,” Lenny said, reaching his hand down to her. “Can I have a sip?”She handed him the cup, and said, “It’s almost gone. Finish it off; we still have another one up. Otherwise..." He let his voice trail off into an implied threat."Oh god, anything to shut you up." She rested both hands on the armrests of the wheelchair and bent forward. She puckered and bent forward. He craned his neck and slipped his tongue between her lips. Jack worked his tongue back and forth and Zelda felt thrills start in her throat and end up in her nether regions.At last their lips parted and the TV reporter gasped, "Wow! If I ever got a kiss like that before, I'd be a married woman. It was an act of defiance. I don’t have any anger or hate or pain for you. What I can give you is my love, my gratitude, my desire.”She melted against me. “Just love me so hard that I need your help to walk. I want to be so sore that when the plane lands in Chicago, I see stars.”I chuckled and started kissing her neck more seriously. “I think I can handle that,” I promised her. I wanted her, wanted to take her and make her mine. She was asking for me to love her hard and I thought I could.