Charlie was retying his bathrobe and Ari was reaching for her magazine when he said, "We have time for a roll in the hay before Bobby gets here. We wi...l have plenty of warning because he has to buzz us from the gate." No, you know the twelve hour rule. I don't go from another man to my husband unless twelve hours has gone by." That's a stupid rule baby. You come to me after fucking other guys, sometimes only minutes after." Yes, but I love my husband, I only like you." I don't follow the logic. ." Betsy moaned, just barely above a whisper. Every stroke of the device's engine brought her a step closer to a precipice of her orgasm. Every tug on her nipples, every space between sucks, every small amount of her tender breast flesh that was pulled into the tube, was sheer torturous pleasure. But Betsy didn't protest. Even when her nipples burned and her mind reeled with the sensations flooding it. Even with the infernal machine shuff, shuff, shuffing, the tubes quaking with the pressure,. I liked New York-style hand-tossed pizza, though I could see the appeal of pan or Chicago style. I liked a good Polish sausage and a street vendor hot dog with mustard and raw onions. I loved buying food from the Amish in Lancaster County and paying them well for their high quality pies. Culturally, I was more Atlantic City than Las Vegas, that was just how it was.“Damn, that is fucking awesome!” I finally broke the ice, making Heather blush now, even as she played footsie with me under the. She said that she would have to open the vibrator and check it to see if it worked because there were no returns. I looked down and asked her to be quick. I placed the cash on the counter and quickly left. I never took my change. I stopped on the way home to get batteries. I grabbed a double pack and headed for home. I was really excited. The whole car ride home all I could think about was what I just did. I wanted to quickly take them out and use them. I wanted to give my body what it was.