Once I'm in the bathroom I kick press my back against the door to support myself, making it shut with a loud bang. "Grace? Are you awake?" Eli's voice... comes to a surprise and a small smile spreads across my lips. "Yes. I just need to use the bathroom. Could you be the greatest person in the world and make me some pancakes?" I giggle, knowing I'm going to try and milk my ankle injury for all it's got. "Of course!" I nod and I hop back over to the sink. I sit down on the toilet cover and I pull. OK. But I expect you to do your part. She crosses her leg over my body then moves back and sticks her ass in my face. I can smell the scent from her cunt and see the sperm dripping from her ass. She moves her hand onto my dick. You want me to suck your dick, fine, you need lick my ass clean. I immediately stick my tongue in her ass and lap everything up, tasting my own cum. I continue to delve deep into her asshole as she moves her head down to meet mine. My cock sinks into her mouth, all of it. Mostly in groups, a few pairs. A couple of men, heads bowed at the bar, had the look of the perennially alone. Some college k**s were playing with the pinball machine. Some others were commandeering the juke box. A low cloud of smoke lay across the ceiling. She timed her beer, two sips every five minutes, and the half hour crawled by. When she came by after work it was quiet, she knew a few people, she could talk to Lee, it was nice to relax. Now there was tension all through the air as loud. ’ He rolled until he was facing her, shoving the blankets almost off the bed. He propped his head on his hand and watched her, half-smiling at him while her cheeks flushed. Blushing was something she’d never quite gotten over despite being very sexually precocious. ‘And you’re just going to watch me read?’ she asked. ‘For now,’ he said, and grinned at her. The desire to touch her grew as he watched her eyes flit over the pages, getting lost again in the erotic scene set by the author. His.