“What did you search for Lizzy, to find the stories you were reading?”I tell you and you type it in, and hundreds upon hundreds of stories are sho...n. All about anal play and sex. You tell me to pick which one for us to read. I do, and when you open it, I lean against your shoulder, sucking on my pacifier as you begin to read the story to me.This is even better than me reading them. Your voice and your changing tone for the different characters makes it seem so much more like it is really. ‘Not tired exactly,’ Josephine considered. ‘A bit sore perhaps. But not tired so much. And anyway if you know what your partner’s going to do, you can concentrate on your lines. Make sure you come at the right time.’ ‘What are the girls like?’ wondered Charlotte who felt a sudden spasm of jealousy. She’d seen Josephine on stage, and it seemed to her that her lover had particularly enjoyed the scene in which the black and blonde girls were having sex with her. She felt a particular pang when one. ”“I’m sorry, we did it once, but my friend hung around and one thing led to a couple more. I couldn’t help myself, I couldn’t resist.”“It’s alright,” she actually laughed slightly; “I know how it works. In the meantime, despite popular rumors, alcohol isn’t going to help in this situation, we should go somewhere else. Have you had dinner tonight?”“No, all I’ve had today is coffee cake and some fruit.”“Well, let’s get out of here and go get something to eat. How’s Italian sound?”“Sound good to. I reached down and grabbed a handful of her ass, squeezing then giving her ass a good slap! She moaned into my mouth as our tongues danced. My cock was getting hard and Linda broke off our kiss and leaned hard on my shoulder, forcing me onto my back. I looked up at her and she had that wicked grin on her face. She climbed up and squatted over my face, lowering her bare pussy onto my mouth. I grabbed a handful of ass in each hand and began eating her pussy. I inserted my tongue between her.