"Becky, you know I'm not stupid. I promise to be careful. Love you, girl. Now go have a relaxing night without me. Call that boyfriend you've been pin...ing for the last few days," she said with a grin, dodging out of the way as Rebecca tried to give her a punch in the shoulder.An impeccably dressed driver opened the door for Naya, and the college student got in before Rebecca could seek further retribution. She waved at her friend as the driver got back in, started up the engine, and drove them. Holding on to both my pants and boxers, she pulled them off and tossed them to the side. I looked down and she was looking down at my cock. I have about an average cock: about 6 inches long, hard and throbbing. Come on. Grab it! Suck it! Do something! She ran the backs up her finger nails up the shaft, over the head, then up my stomach to my chest. In the same motion, she climbed onto the bed. She continued over my cock and kept crawling, until her pussy lips were right over my face. I craned. " Well she's not herself right now; even when we were together on the bus she could hardly look at me and I don't think she really came once; I think she was faking most of her orgasms."Jen looked shocked, "I don't get it, and I'm studying to be a sexologist, why would any grief over Rita's loss cause her to react distant or even coldly towards you?" Because when it comes to thinking of me and Rita there's a bad memory there she can't escape; I think she's trying to avoid thinking of her first. ”He hands us the marriage license then I almost make a mistake and sign Jennifer Donaldson, but catch myself in time. Ben of course has no problem. I look at Liz and ask, “So are you now Ms. Townsend?”Liz smiles and says, “For now I will keep Liz Morgan for when I do reports, but yes I’m really Ms. Townsend.”Ben remarks...I remember something so I ask, “Bernie, are you any relation to Peter Townsend?”Bernie looks up from his timing task and asks, “Who?”I laugh and reply, “That’s right! Peter.