Heather continued to cry, so Jenny started to hum David’s Lullaby while holding her. Amazingly, it actually worked. I’ve gotta ask David where lea...ned this. Still humming, she felt Heather hug her about the waist. It was the kinda hug friends give one another to help them feel better and give each other strength. Losing track of time, neither noticed when they were both standing and swaying together, arms wrapped around the other and laying their head on the other’s shoulder. Jennifer. Uh-huh, that's right. Just like before. Ahhh. You do it just right. You're so sensitive to what I like."Now and then as I sucked and nipped I'd hear her swallow hard, one of several clues from her that she had experienced a strong pang of physical pleasure and was on her way to the next level of new and, perhaps, secret or even forbidden pleasures that we would discover. She lovingly watched me suckle and lick from one breast to the other and asked if I liked it, and with my usual alacrity I. The blood roared in her ears.- - - - - - - - -It was five hours and two bottles of wine later. Five exquisite hours of excess and surrender and aerobic seduction. These rich young men, unaccustomed to the power games of the truly powerful, were always so easy. So transparent. So easy to lure on, one step at a time, giving them just a taste here and there of what they lusted for so deeply. Here, little puppy, here little Pavlov. It was all so funny.It took him three tries to get the key in. I kissed her lips, and her eyes flew open. She smiled at me, and pulled me down to kiss me deeply, her tongue flickering across my lips."I want him inside of me," she said."Is it OK?" Doug asked me.I couldn't believe it was happening! My stomach fluttered as I said, "Yes!"Lisa spread her legs wide, and Doug climbed on top of her. He opened my wife's pussy lips with the head of his cock and slowly began to work his dick into her pussy. Lisa looked into my eyes as Doug entered her. I saw that.