" I wouldn't see him for a couple of days then he would stumble home, smelly, dirty, drunk, sick with the alcohol. I'd nurse him back to health and he... would cry and promise to stop drinking.Yeah, he'd try for a while but it never lasted. I started finding his stashes and pouring them down the sink. He would get quite inventive... hiding bottles in the pool house, in the tree house he built for Carla, in the trunk of his car. I even found a couple of bottles in the pockets of his golf bag — he. I could never truly put myself in her shoes, but I indeed awoke some deep lesbian side. She loved kissing me and the pussy-eating too, and I remembered that she never really liked me before, but then she seemed to love me somehow.After five nonstop minutes, she parted her lips from me. "If I were the cunt you think I am, I'd fail you anyway, and make you keep fucking me on the down-low for a whole nother year, but I won't do that, because I can be nice too." I never said you couldn't be, Mrs.. Was there anything else? She remembered how hot she got with Myesha when she thought about kissing Beth. Fuck! That did it! Jennifer felt her lust leap higher and felt her fingers unconsciously press harder into her. Why would kissing Beth make her so hot? She had never kissed a girl before, she hadn’t even been really tempted. So what had changed? Beth was a smart girl too. Jennifer’s fingers moved faster. Beth was intelligent. Jennifer’s other hand pulled at her nipple. Beth was… fuck! She. As the kiss continued I slowly moved my hands to caress her breasts through her T-shirt, feeling her erect nipples. Ginny, not to be outdone, slid her hands under my T-shirt and gently rubbed my breasts through my bra, and then she lifted my bra over my breasts, giving her unimpeded access to my nipples. Her hands started to play with my hard nipples, gently pulling and pinching them. I managed to push my hands up her T-shirt, and played with her breasts through her bra.After a few minutes of.