Still in my arms, she turned her face up. "Dave, I have nothing now. No plans. No goal. No hope." You are never without hope, Lita. I told you that yo...u are good here as long as you want." But you sent me away. To your sister." Lita, I am trying to be a decent person. I thought that maybe you would be more comfortable living with another female. I mean, you and I, we have to take care around each other. About decency." I am decent. You are decent. Is not a problem, Dave."This statement was made. I remained on that number, repeating it another time, her body stuck on that number which promised relief, but granted none.Michelle ached and panted, her body had prepped to cum but remained in limbo. Once more I repeated "2", building the expectation more intensely within her. Finally I pulled my hand out of her shorts and whispered "I'm going to leave you this way. I want you to go home remembering that no matter how many times you came today, you still aren't satisfied and you still want. She wanted to feel emotion, not just be an old “whore”, which I respect, and she claimed her own ability to make fireworks happen. On that note I was anticipating as much as she delivered.It wasn’t until the second encounter that she sucked my cock, willingly, and without insinuation or prodding, she became the oral slut we both discovered she held in check, for so long, but wanted to be. The night began much as the first time we had sex, and at some point, she moved to experience, or explore. He couldn’t get enough of her taste. He was a little frightened by the feelings that had developed between them. The few times they had been apart lately he had felt as if he couldn’t breathe. His heart seemed to beat at a different speed when she wasn’t with him. If it continued, he was really going to have to get that checked, he thought. ‘Well, I don’t want you to go,’ he said, sounding like a petulant little boy. ‘I want you to stay in bed with me. Plus I don’t want to have to come and.