My vaginal opening had dilated, my body was producing all the lubrication it could, and every one of my pleasure centers was fired up. My body wanted ...t, I wanted it, but Michael wasn’t ready to give it to me. I broke the kiss and moaned in frustration. Michael turned his attention to the side of my neck, and began to take longer strokes. The head of his penis would catch at my clit before pushing forward up to my belly button, then back. Each thrust brought me closer to crying out, to yell at. She would have to follow his rules and obey him in every way. That was a big commitment that Eve was unsure she was capable of agreeing to that situation.She turned left at the next intersection. She would stop by her best friend Jill's house for support. Eve didn't know how she could broach the subject of incest with her friend but she would figure that out over a cup of coffee. Jill was forty, divorced and had more experience than Eve. If she could find a way to bring it up she was sure Jill. After reading as much as I could find on the history of the area I thought that it was likely that the shoreline of the bay had shifted some from when the tunnel was constructed. To prove this I was going to need some early maps of the area and these were not available online.Life with Audra during the week settled into something of a routine. Audra was evidently comfortable enough with our relationship that the bed in her own bedroom remained untouched during the week. Like many new lovers we. Her two male visitors gave each other puzzled looks, then took tentative sips of the dark brown cocktail, on top of which was a thick layer of cream. "Jeez!" they exclaimed in unison. "What's in these?"She had half-finished her drink before she replied. "Vodka, a Mexican coffee liqueur, cream and ice cubes. You like?" She licked some cream provocatively from her ruby red lips."How many shots of vodka?" Nick asked when he'd regained his breath."Only four. Want a top-up or shall we get down to.