Now mags is a dirty slut but dry patches do happen on this particular occasion we were going on holidays with a male friend of ours in the middle of a...dry patch (chill he is not involved in anything here) we were staying in apartments in portugal and we were at each others throats through the beginning of the holiday!! me being more and more frustrated felt the need to comment on everything didnt help things!!one of the nights we had it out decided enough was enough we should go on a break once. "Frankie secretly looked forward to the experience. He didn't have anyparticular desire to be with Bruce. It wasn't sexual although Frankiewasn't telling anyone about the dreams he had been experiencing since theHappy Hour when Bruce had kissed him hard on the mouth. It had kept thosethoughts and images from Helen. He figured that some things are betterkept to himself.That night at dinner, he and Helen shared a bottle of wine and made smalltalk. After clearing the table, Helen told Frankie that. So close to my aroused pussy, every plucked hair was now a sharp pinprick. A chuckle from the two older women answered my pathetic effort to pull away. But my whimper had caught Erin’s attention and our eyes met, hers were wide with lust, their pupils dilated, mine filled with a mixture of exquisite pain and fascination. She would do it, I knew it right then, and it was as if she needed to prove a point. Her sleek fingers spread her pussy lips and she rubbed her slick folds against the rubber. Yet she still desired to pleasure me, so submitted to my will.Three weeks, four continents, twelve capital cities; non-stop work. I had been without her company and with no other woman the entire time. The only thing I could think of was getting home to my penthouse suite and indulging my cravings.When I entered the bedroom, she was waiting: naked, head bowed, kneeling on the bed. Her sculpted legs—dancer fit—were tight together, her firm buttocks resting on her heels. She looked up through a.