" I am a millionaire several times over. Money does not motivate us." So, you are only here to test her." That is correct." How long have you been tra...ning her?" Since she was a child, why do you question me this way?" I want to get to know you and her. Do you have a first name? It would pain me to call you Calm One all of the time." I do, you will never hear it though." You're an asshole. I will call you Calm then." As for being an asshole maybe, as for still being alive, it is because no one. I started to kiss my wife, then to rub her breast. I could sense that he was starting to undress, then he came over and knelt infront of my wife. The feeling was fabulous for us both. Then his hand lifted her skirt and disappeared up. My wife opened her legs and I could only but guess what he was doing as I snogged her.The following session went on for 2 hours and my wife came some 40 times, before he left. So I will only recount the most memorable bits, otherwise a blow for blow account could. My other hand releases your arms and grabs your nearest breast through your top.At first your arms stay in place, but as your moans get louder and my ministrations get more emphatic, you begin to writhe around on my lap. When my middle finger slides up and down your split while still thumbing your asshole you pull your arms up to where you can support your upper body on your elbows... hands splayed out in front of you.I take this as an opportunity to reach inside your top and pinch then tug on. Then the screaming started and Katie just rolled her eyes and stomped back to her apartment, alone and horny.Andrea was just pissy because she got a really bad haircut and was totally on the rag. She had been talking for a month about cutting her hair short, and then she totally went and got this butch haircut. She looked like a lesbian, and then she wore pants suits all week. She wasn't coming over, and Katie had to spend every night at home alone, rubbing herself to stupid orgasm after stupid.