In the clothes stores afterwards I just couldn't concentrate and nothing seems to attract me but I needed to spend some money if only as therapy and, ...in the end, I blew several hundred dollars of Mr Foster's money on a couple of totally unsuitable outfits that just weren't me at all.In the late afternoon, as the three of us walked towards the clearing that served as a heliport here, an eager young white man who lacked the usual suntan that all us long-termers here have, headed our way, waving. She remembered Sam’s slaps and thought back at how much she had only dreamed them for so long. She understood that Jim wanted her more and more each moment, now that the surprise effect had passed, the male was even more decisive of taking advantage of his young victim. He had no hurry, he didn’t shiver, he absolutely didn’t think in seeking a vault, to express himself in a quick orgasm…Jim wanted a lot, he wanted everything!To rest her ass, he ordered her to sit on her legs, but then ordered. We tearfully parted, both promising to call every day.And we kept that promise. We engaged in plenty of incredible phone sex, and continued to feel closer to each other. In fact, I think that the summers that we had to spend apart strengthened our relationship – we learned the subtle nuances of each other's voices and moods. We learned how to read each other even without visual cues. I had never felt so close and connected to anyone – I was in love, and so was Eve.But still, our relationship. Zee walked into the bedroom and, with a sexy but slightly wicked smile, held out a little plastic bottle. She'd gone to the pharmacy across the street and picked up some lube.She quickly slipped out of her clothes, had me lie back, and started sucking my cock. Her lips and tongue, both soft and moist, did their job and I was hard before I knew it. Zee squeezed some lube into the palm of her hand and slowly worked it into my hard shaft.As we did the night before, I propped Zee up with pillows.