"Are you happy Kimberly?" Evelyn asked."Very happy," I said realising she was moving her face closer and closer,her eyes closed, she presented her lip...s, I glanced to Sharon as shelooked away and then I closed my eyes as mine and Evelyn's lips met. Wekissed, I let go of Sharon's hand and held Evelyn's arms wanting to pushher off but the thought she'd burn me, make my skin explode or melt meinto a puddle kept our lips together until she decided to break it off."Yummy little thing. You taste of. “But we are still friends, maybe even closer because of my failed effort, not sure about that.” Ava raised a hand.“Let me, Bea. Ava looked across at the other women.“Bea and I know that the man has to have a woman to be happy; hell, everybody knows it who knows him. Yes, he says he loves me and can never love anyone else. But that’s just so much bull-pucky. He believes that I owe him my love and unless he can have that he refuses to even consider anyone else: you Marian, Bea, anyone else.“The. You lifted a hand and roughly slapped my face, not once, not twice, but three times. My face stung and burned by the time you finished, but the paper had kept my whines muffled. “Perfect.” You mused aloud. Your cock was still hard, despite all the time between the blowjob and now. Then again, slapping me was always a sure-fire way to get you hard. You leaned over and reached into the drawer beside our bed, pulling out a bottle of lube. I nervously fidgeted, but you chuckled down at me. “Don’t. Too late, I was spurting. She felt it. "Unnggghhhh!" Breathe. "Unnnggghhhh!" Breathe.Her fingers fought for a non-existent hold on the short hair on the back of my head and she gave up and pulled my head down and fastened her lips to mine, breathing in sharp snorts through her nose. I managed short pushes to finish emptying the fire from me into her. Her legs languorously wrapped mine. Her arms held on. And I had no complaints.Breathed together. Kisses. Sighs. More breathing. Then a little.