Trish walked away to the kitchen with the phone pressed against her ear. I sat on the bed feeling both lost and horny. I just didn’t know how I was... going to survive another week. A few minutes later Trish returned to the bedroom, there was a serious look on her face. “Abe wants to come over tonight.” “WHAT?” I exclaimed loudly. “Abe can’t wait another week,” she said as she sat down beside me and held my hand. “I said it would be okay.” “But...” “I can’t wait either,” she said quietly.. Jules tried to quicken her pace, but her tiring wrist soon gave out on her. She switched hands and continued her assault. Soon enough, she was heaving for air—her body tiring from what she was doing. I knotted my left hand into the back of her head and roughly pulled her forward to my lips. The kiss was dangerously sinful, but completely fulfilling. My tongue probed into her mouth and she graciously accepted the slick invader. Another moan rippled through her throat and tickled my tongue as she. ’ ‘Well, get over it. I want to have fun tonight. Please put your insecurities somewhere I can’t see them.’ Without knowing where he was going, Martin headed for the downtown area of the nearby metropolis. ‘Where do you want to eat?’ he asked. ‘I’m not hungry,’ Cindy said. ‘Let’s fuck.’ ‘Okay,’ Martin said. Because really, what more could he say. ‘Go to the Ritz Carlton. I have a room. Are you a virgin?’ The steering wheel went wet in Martin’s hands. ‘Define virgin,’ he said. ‘Well, what. Everytime he moved his finger into my pussy, I tightened it up to show him what hes about to get. He stuck two fingers in and destroyed my pussy, moving fast and hard, rubbing my g-spot everytime. I could feel myself building up inside. My pussy juices squirted out all over the carpet and my new bed sheets. He took his fingers out and sucked the juices off his now soaking wet fingers. I needed his hard dick in my mouth so bad. I got up and threw him onto the bed, climbing onto and taking his.