The torment worked because at the top of the stairs as I turned to him for directions, he just kissed me roughly and deeply, intense after our emails,...took me right off my feet and carried me through to the bedroom and, almost literally, threw me on to his bed. The next thing I was aware of was my chemise up around my hips whilst my knickers were pushed to the side and his tongue spreading my pussy whilst his fingers were strumming on my clit. His tongue was fantastic. As it worked its magic. She said, ‘Yes, Stan, still friends. But I think it would be a good idea if you started finding some other friends to go out with, or found a hobby to give you a social life. Even if we’re not going to be together in that way, I can still be a friend, but I shouldn’t be your only social outlet.’ ‘Right. Um, thanks, Denise,’ Stan said, after a moment. He continued, quietly, ‘You’re right, of course. A true friend.’ ‘Yes and this true friend’s got work to do!’ said Denise, crisply. Softening, she. She was aware of his annoying habit of seeing right through her, but pissed off as she was, she only desired him even more. As he brushed past her, her mouth went dry and her heart was pounding and her pussy tingling. “Nice place pretty lady, I see your wedding band but I’ve never seen Mr. Pretty lady about, what’s the deal?” His reference to her husband annoyed Shirley and for the first time she felt an anger rise within her. “Stop right there, you!” she said as sternly as she could manage,. Jack was out for a good 15 minutes before he regained his senses. He saw that his sister was also sleeping, so he did not say anything to her. “Oh, dear God, thank You for that fuck! I had no idea that a fuck could feel so good or last so long. I sure hope that’s not the last time I come that good, but if it is, I feel right now like the one come I just had was the best thing that could possibly happen to me. Thank You for that.“Oh, no, it’s almost 7:30 and we have not had supper yet or done.