Go to kim's place

I decided that I’d walk Kim to her house, hoping that I’d get a piece of that ass. Kim looked at me and said, “John, what do you think of Andrea, and be honest.” Looking at Kim, I said, “Honestly, I think she’s a beautiful, voluptuous woman that needs some one special in her life.” “Or something special,” Kim said as we walked into her house. “You can stay here till Andrea gets here,” she said.

“Kim,” I said, “what did you mean by something special?” Kim, walking out of the kitchen, said to me, “John, Andrea really need something to make her forget Bert. Andrea might forgive Bert, and I hate it that he fucked that whore, Karen Williams.” I put my arms around Kim to cheer her up. “Andrea needs your cock,” Kim said. “She needs to feel that big huge cock fucking her pussy, filling her pussy with a cock that will make her forget Bert.” I agreed, as much as I didn’t want to do anything, I hated the thought of Andrea going back to Bert.

I helped Kim get everything ready for the private party, that and my cock. We raided her parent’s liquor cabinet and grabbed a few bottles of wine as well. I started the BBQ and Kim made the salad and uncovered the hot tub. As I just started to put on the hamburgers, someone knocked at the door