You’d worn me out. Rex and Dimitri are very demanding: they don’t like to take no for an answer. He has something special planned for us tonight. ... want you to watch him fuck me. No one has ever done it like that before, even Rex.” Dangerous, but Rex’s strategy is critical: involve other lovers in my husband’s life. “Karl, do you think I should keep my promises?” I asked him that as he was about to take the razor to my inside pussy lips. “That, my dear, is a loaded question.” Good answer,. Michael was transfixed. She was young, jet black, straight hair, shoulder length. Pretty, but in a somehow very sexual sort of way. She was very well tanned and the tan was easy to see because of what she wore. A lycra-spandex boob top, open at the bottom so it sort of hung over her tits, which were bare underneath and jiggled as she moved. Father Michael thought to himself that all a boy had to do was to put his hands up under it and — Father Michael was getting a hard-on and his breathing. " Oh come on, don't be a wuss!" Babe, its one thing to go shopping for clothes, a sex shop is adifferent story alltogether..." I let the sentence trail off."It'll be fun. We'll just look around. Who knows, we might even findsomething we like?"She pulled me towards the store. Except for a woman sitting behind thecounter, the store was empty. The woman had bronzed skin, an average-sized chest, with short dark hair. She seemed to be in her early to mid-twenty's. She smiled as she spotted. There is an old adage about American women. "They only want what they can not have. " I have found that this saying is true in almost every case. I use this to my advantage and create a dynamic back story to insure success. A more accurate version of the old adage is "American women only want what other women have."I have two beautiful, long legged, busty, Blonde friends that I always call when the Kinjo brothers are in town. I will call them Surfer Girl and Tattoo Chick, to protect their.