We worked through the list and settled on her ex, the Stud Muffin, who by all accounts, in years gone by, put the Duracell Bunny to shame. He was agre...able for a meet and so the game was afoot. Ironically he was partly responsible for the lag as trust issues gave Hunny Bunny some pause, she was not sure how an outside experience may impact on our very well cultivated relationship, and she was protecting it fiercely. Maybe it was the fact that cruelly we were denied hanky panky time for a long. .. she would like that.'She felt her arms being pulled up level with her shoulders and her sitting position was slightly reclined. She could now see her sex and the cheeks of her buttocks in the mirror. The bottle floated toward her and the silky liquid was poured onto her left arm and arm pit. It moved to her right arm and it too was drenched with the thick liquid. The bottle moved down toward the junction of her thighs and the silky liquid saturated her genitals, inner thighs and between the. ’ I pushed up on an arm, brushing hair behind my ear. ‘Get showered, get yourself presentable. This is serious, Vi.’ I was lucky I didn’t have a hangover. I was just stiff and groggy, feeling sick from inhaling so much second-hand smoke. And maybe a bit sick from the beer. I didn’t really like beer. Don’t know why I drank it. I dragged myself to his bathroom, gazed into the mirror, and surprised myself by how pale I was. I looked ill. It made my freckles stand out more than normal. Did it make. ” We kissed and I told him to get back to his seat and that Act 3 was going to be just as hot. I was out of time and had to get back, so I did not have any opportunity to get rid of the sperm deposited inside of me by John (Ben) and now my husband. I walked back onto the stage. I saw that Ben was already in the bed. I took off my robe and got under the covers with him. As we laid there waiting for the curtain to rise up, it hit me for the first time. We had ended the Second Act with sex and.