But it was just a silly phase... this is real life. I care for your welfare. At least think about it? Be rational for God's sake." "I've been thinking...about it for weeks. Look. Dan. Do I have your support or not? Because If I don't... I don't see a bright future for us... I don't think we'll make it as a couple... because i'm damned if i'm going to live my life as a desperate housewife." Dish..." Dan could see the fire in Disha's eyes. So bowed his head then muttered. "Yes. Yes you do. You will. "Please, baby, please." Slowly sliding down her body, biting her skin wherever it was exposed, he pushed himself up, perfectly aligning his head between her crotch. He swept his tongue along her inner thighs, trying to ignore the intoxicating smell of her sex. He honestly wanted to skip the foreplay and just sink into her, but Iris wasn't the kind of woman you could just fuck. She needed the love, attention, and affection. He held her thighs firmly in his hands. Switching his attention to her. It did sound right. It felt right. "Well, I guess it's okay. The name is the least of my problems." He gestured down at his body."The least."That night after scrubbing his make-up off, Clark slipped into one of Lois' nighties. It was a diaphanous blue gown with a lacy fringe around the top. Lois wore a white one in the same style, and they almost looked like two sisters as they lay down, their hair up, in matching nighties."Goodnight, Barbie," Lois said, turning out the light."'Night," Clark. "Mmmm! You're working it in my cunt just right!" Doreen cried out with a lusty burst of hip-tossing grinds."Oooohh! Agghhh!" Eileen groaned. "I'm coming, I'm coming already!"They clung together, locked in a passionate embrace, and allowed their nervous systems to carry them the rest of the way. Eileen lost all track of time; for a few moments she was conscious of nothing but the mighty storm which had developed within her deep cunt. She twisted and strained, working her flesh against the tool.