" She felt tears well up in hereyes and roll down her cheeks. Robbie sighed."You dont worry about that now. Just rest." She heard him sit. Slowly sheo...pened her eyes. Robbie was sitting there looking like he hadnt showered inawhile."How bad is it?" she asked. He shrugged."The driver said if he hadnt slammed on his breaks, youd have been toast.Apart from a broken arm and some bumps and bruises, doc says you canprobably go home tomarrow". Stephanie nodded."Why dont you go home and get some sleep.. He enjoyed the warm sensation of her breasts pushing against his chest. When they broke, she could feel his erection beginning to bump at her thighs. She giggled. ‘Looks like someone’s ready for action.’ ‘What, and you’re not,’ he teased. ‘Hardly, loverboy,’ she said, grinning. ‘Give me five minutes’s work and I’ll be ready for that sucker.’ ‘Well, I suppose we should get to work then,’ he said, mirroring her smile. ‘And this time I do get to go down on you.’ ‘Wouldn’t have it any other way,’. I snapped a couple shots of her open shared pussy, which I posted on our profile, and sent to Mark via e-mail with a simple note from her, “I’m waiting for you.” My cock was hard for a change, usually having to stroke myself to arousal. I climbed between her invitation and slide inside her missionary style. It was a major improvement from the last time I wrote about, when she wasn’t wet and I couldn’t maintain my hardness. She was tight, of course, and I started pumping away like a teenage. I did not want to have this conversation. "I mean, have you even talked to your grandma? Maybe it might be best for you to really think about staying here." Eddie, I've tried to talk to her," I insisted. "And... we'll work things out. Eventually." That's not what I meant. I know you guys can work things out, but maybe it's not the best thing for you to actually live with her." I lived with her just fine before I came here," I pointed out.Eddie frowned. It looked like he was trying to choose his.