Some more high energy music was in order ... I thought.I called up, Joan, Maria, Sharon, and Mary to sing all together, in harmony, “The Winner Take... It All,” an ABBA song... I don’t wanna talkAbout the thingswe have gone throughThough it’s hurting meNow it’s historyI have played all my cardsAnd that’s what youhave done tooNothing more to sayNo more ace to playThe winner takes it allThe loser standing smallBeside the victoryThat’s her destinyI was in your armsThinking I belonged thereI figured. After getting dressed and about to apply her lipstick, Samantha heard the front door open. Robert was home. ”Hi Sweetheart, I’m home … where are you?” she heard him calling from the hallway. Finishing her application of the new coloured lipstick she had acquired she replied, “ I’m upstairs.” His reaction was one that Samantha had hoped for. “Wow, what’s the occasion?” seeing her in her off-the-shoulder black “number” and all done up to the 9’s. ”I am having dinner with my husband tonight …. When he was fully inside her heat, she was panting, breathing quickly through her mouth and tightening her arms around him as if she could pull him farther into her.Janet finally released her deep breath in a quiet "Ah-h-h," as if she had finally found a place of comfort.Jake was still for a few moments, relishing finally being where, for hours on end, he had imagined himself. When he could no longer simply enjoy the feeling of tightness without giving her what she wanted, he moved. His. " she whimpered.Genny's hips pressed gently against her own hand as she pinched and tugged at her nipples and pressed her thumb on her clit. Her body shook and with a loud cry, she came incredibly hard. Genny's own juices coated her hand and ran down her leg with the clean water of the shower. As she slowly pulled her fingers from her quivering pussy, her other hand trailed down her stomach, and she sat there for a moment as her body and mind slowly came back. Readjusting the shower head, she.