”“Why is it named ‘The Berkshires?”We rounded a sharp bend and he squinted in the sunlight before retrieving his sunglasses from his breast po...ket. “After the mountains,” he explained and without any warning changed the subject. “Tell me about yourself.”I was flustered. No-one had ever shown interest in me and what made it worse - he was a man and that thought deepened the tint of my rose complexion. Perhaps, because he took me by surprise I opened up and told him far more than I would if I’d. I will give you some examples of how I get off, get satisfied, get layed and I like to think I give as good as I get, as a someone who loves sucking and fucking and my desires and sexual destinies deserved to be fed and sated as I want.Last night is a perfect example. Brad my husband goes to bed around 9pm (he works physically hard) and I join him around 11pm and he is well and truly asleep. BUT I AM HORNY and start playing with myself, wetting my fingers with my mouth before fingering myself,. The door is ajar. Pushing it all the way open he is delighted by the smells: her scent, her perfume as it mingles with the fragrant candles. He steps deeper into the shadow and light chasing each other around the room as the candles, on the shelf near the bedroom door and on each side of the bed flicker and sparkle. One of the large candles next to the bed brightens bathing her naked body in its soft glow. Gray streaks shine against the blush of her long auburn hair falling across her shoulder. I am going to teach you to enjoy bondage; you will so enjoy your time with me." Fenton's cock stiffened as she spoke, she was certainly a very attractive woman and there was no doubt whatsoever that she was in charge. He quailed a little at the idea of bondage, but had full trust in Hortense; he knew he could come to no permanent harm with an associate of hers, unless she advised him that this was to be the case. His cock bobbed as he watched her fine plump ass shift and wobble before him as.