The unspoken promises that lingered beneath the surface between them. Just waiting to be acknowledged. Set free.She would pretend that tonight had bee... real. Just them. Get every naughty thought out of her head so she could concentrate on essays and tests and not Dean.Olivia leaned over and pulled open the nightstand drawer and removed the soft fabric.She held it up to her nose and caught the lingering traces of fabric softener. Closing her eyes, she took another deep breath and rubbed it. . yeah! Ahhhh... Uhhh! Johnny....”“Martha, you are so hot!”I didn’t wanted to make some kind of dirty nasty sex by doing all that sort of position repertoire. Just being with Johnny and being fucked by his rod was enough, feel a real man inside of me, a man who knew to do his job, a man that greased my body to give me pleasure.“Ohhh... Yeah! Fuck me Johnny! Ahhh... this is the best sex ever!”After we finished, Johnny poured his ‘male grease’ all over my belly and used his fingers to spread. It was fantastic!They screwed until she demanded: “I want you on top.” “Then you have to move off me!” responded DanShe tried to gather the will to move, but did not want to loose their rhythm. Eventually she toppled off him and sprawled on the floor, as quickly as they could as neither wanted to be apart longer than necessary. She threw herself on her back and his face loomed above hers. She loved it when he was on top. She knew this was the man she loved as she had loved no other. He looked. Standing in front of the two women Ann motioned with her index finger to come closer. When he hesitated she repeated the gesture and then pointed to a spot on the floor directly in front of her. When Huey finally made it to where Ann wanted him she said. " Let's see what you have there." She reached to the front of his pants and softly grabbed his package. "Look what we have here, Babbs" said Anne with a tone of familiarity. She had heard lots of men refer to her in those terms over the years..