White breasts firm enough to mimic stone, yet soft enough to allow cherry-red nipples to quiver with each breath... the flat belly, showing a hint of ...uscle beneath it, as though carved by a master sculptor to compliment the sleek lines of her long waist... legs, white as glistening ivory, chiseled and slim, a thin layer of satin drawn tightly over stone cut and polished by hands of passion and grace.'He could almost understand how a husband might prefer sharing such a treasure to losing. My passions rising and rising, not wanting this feeling to end, then that huge spasm as my body jerked in a release, my juices flooding from me. She never paused, her lips sucking my release from me.I had collapsed in an exhausted heap, lying beside her."Oh, Lesley, that was so good, so good," I repeated, drifting into a state of slumber.As my senses recovered, I was aware that Lesley was still loving me, she gently guided me to her sex, her scent intoxicating, with my mouth and nose so close,. It wouldn’t need to talk for hours and need me to brush its hair and assure it that I think it’s pretty. It won’t get upset because it thought a past partner of mine was prettier. It also didn’t need its ego soothed or expect me to care about how the Cubs are doing.Now obviously a sex toy can and will get me off, I’m sure they have helped you at some point as well. And let’s be honest, a person is always better. I mean, a toy is like purified water. It’s safe, it’s clean, it’s healthy. But in. She initially hesitated but then agreed. The plan would be for me to hide in the closet and she would bring a guy home and let him fuck her in our bed. That weekend I was so horny waiting for Saturday night to come. She dressed up in a sexy dress with stockings and sheer panties and bra. I didnt want to jerk off and dull the excitement so I patiently waited for her to return. She called me from her cell phone around 2:30 am and told me she was on her way home with her friend and for me to hide..