I was feeling kind of bad that she was doing all the work, and I was receiving all the pleasure, but I just couldn't seem to get it together enough to...dislodge her, sit up, and convince her to take her clothes off and join me on the bed. She was just so damned... good at what she was doing. She may have only been nineteen, but her mouth was very experienced, and I was fortunate to be the recipient.I did finally go as far as letting my arms drop down toward her, and I put my left hand on the. My heart sped up a bit in my chest. "Fantasy?" Rick said, as if he'd heard nothing but that. Glancing sideways at me, Rick grinned, then leaned forward for a better look at my wife's half-naked tits on the table, "what fantasy?" Turning her head, still in her hands, Dani smirked, somewhat wickedly at me and winked. "Tell them babe..." "Yah," Dave joined in. Both of my friends looked at me expectantly over the table, "tell us." I sat, sort of shocked, with my cards in my hand. "I uh, well..." I. She said there was no need to apologize that she had seen similar interesting things in some homes. She then added if she found them while cleaning she would simply clean them and then put them away. I asked her if it bothered her touching people’s “dirty” play things and then with a blush, and a look on her face like a little girl who had gotten caught doing something wrong, she said no and that it actually aroused her a bit. I replied, “Really?” When she said that all I could think of was her. She put her hand there, felt something hard and it didn’t melt. The spell was broken! Everyone was overjoyed. He married the princess, and they lived happily ... But what did she feel there? ... M&Ms, of course. They melt in your mouth, not in your hand. What were YOU thinking, you pervert?This one is compliments of J & BFIVE MINUTE MANAGEMENT COURSELesson 1:A man is getting into the shower just as his wife is finishing up her shower, when the doorbell rings. The wife quickly wraps herself in a.