‘It’s in the will JD, your Mom gave us the house, she knew you would never come back here to live so she gave it to us.’ There seemed no reason ...in arguing the point. Mom was right, after all, it took her death to get me here after six years so living here again would never happen in my lifetime. I moved off of the floor and sat on the couch, once satisfied that I wasn’t leaving Mary Beth went to help Brenna get changed. So many memories passed through my mind as I sat in what was once my home. " Then what about tomorrow night?" he asked now putting on his shoes and socks. "Yeah, but not 'til after nine." Alright. I'm gonna be late. See ya tomorrow night." And with that he left. Mike had been my best friend since high school. There were many things I'd imagined that the two of us would do together, but never would I have guessed what we'd been doing over the last couple of months. Mike had sex with a stranger one night and awoke the next morning to find he no longer had a dick but. I can barely get my legs far enough apart to get my fingers back into my pussy. There's no swipe with his finger into my pussy to check my wetness or moisten my outer labia. He just sticks his cock against my hole, wiggles it a little bit and pushes it into me. There is a lot of friction at first with a little pain as my labia tuck in with his cock, but when he gets it all the way in and wetted with my juices, it slides much more easily. I rub my clit as he starts to stroke into me. He's not. .. Kirsten kept looking at me and smiling, this evening. I think she’s up to something...”“Well, shit. That would work out perfectly, though.”“Yeah ... yeah...”“What you wearin’?”“Nothin’. I’m in bed, bitch.”“Damn you go to bed early. I’m just gettin’ warmed up.”“Early to bed, you know.”“You gonna ... you gonna have some fun, tonight?”“Thought about it...”“You still got that ... little purple fucker?”“Hell yeah. It’s my favorite toy. It’s got fresh batteries, even.”“Shee-it. That bitch made my.