At moments like this she reflected on love and how sweet it was. The feel of his dick gliding on her pussy caused her to consider how it was God’s c...mpensation for the difficulties of life. ‘I fucking love pink!’ he said in a gravelly voice that showed just how enthusiastic he had become for the color. ‘Sweet, fucking pink!’ His dick nuzzled at the mouth of her vagina. ‘Wet pink,’ she groaned as his head pushed in. ‘Fucking – sopping – sweet – squishy pink.’ She giggled for a second then. Would you care to do the honours?” she asked.“I’ve never done anything like that,” I replied, “You sure you trust me in such a sensitive area?”“Oh, I think you’re properly motivated to be careful,” she giggled. “Just take your time, I’ll show you how if you need help.”“Kinda hard to argue that logic,” I answered. “l’ll see what we have available for tools,” I said as I climbed out of the tub. I went to the cabinet below the sink and found a fresh ladies razor and some shave cream in a pink can.. They had made out for a while and reached a point where her bra was undone and his hands were under her blouse. Then they’d both realized that since technically he was her boss, this wasn’t an avenue they should really pursue. Neither of them had ever mentioned that night again and it hadn’t been repeated.“Is that an offer?” Bailey smiled back as she sipped her wine, a mischievous look now in her eyes.“Do you want it to be?”This time, Bailey didn’t have to think about her answer. Even as she. I wondered if I was coming down with something and asked Mark, "Can you help me outside? I need some air." "Jesserie" he said and laughed, but held my arm and walked me through the crowd as we got outside. I usually hold my liqueur much better, but couldn't think straight. In fact, things were getting worse by the moment. Everything started going sideways and colors and lights were dancing. I felt like I was swimming through a rainbow until we got outside and it was completely dark.That's.