“Hate to break it to you, but you don’t have a sofa,” Dave chimed in. “Right. The sofa will be the floor here,” Lisa said and received a nod...from the rest. “So I don’t get it. You take a shot, but what do you do with ass and sofa?” Jeremy asked. Dave nodded as if he had thought the same question and Karen looked to Lisa, since it was her game. “If any of the dice say ‘take a shot’, then you just take a shot.” Lisa grinned and took the bottle Karen was still holding. There was barely a swallow. Somebody in the neighborhood had told me this bitch was a very slutty Dominatrix. I then checked out that this bitch was being a little rough when she fucked my petite wife. I called another old neighbor, Tom, a retired private investigator and told him the whole story. My good friend told me not to worry; he would sneak into Martha’s house to find out what he could…Some days later I flew away from town for another five days.When I got home I called Tom, telling him we should meet anytime.Tom. She saw that it was Jess.“Hi, Jess,” she said.She heard a long yawn from the other end.“Tell me everything!” she said, tired but excited.So Emma did, up to and including her hand job for Brent on the beach.“Oh, Em, I’m so happy for you. See, I told you that the online dating was a great idea,” Jess said.“I already knew him anyway!” Emma exclaimed with a giggle. Jess responded with a raspberry in Emma’s ear.“Details,” was all she said.“K, Jess, I’ll let you get back to sleeping. Talk to you. I was determined to meet her challenge, even though I was fairly easy toplease today, stating that I couldn't make her cum was all theencouragement I needed. I met her bounces and grinds with determination,force, and rhythm."Oh, no, this can't... can't... ahhhhhhhhhhhh!" her voice hit notes highenough I expected glass to break all over the room.Deianira caught her as she collapsed off of my pelvis, "What do youthink now?" It... it... it was warm and... and... it swelled so nice before.