I fumble back and slam the door shut behind us. She yanks at my shirt, pulling it up my body and over my head. While I reach for her shirt, ripping it...up over her bra. My hands find her pert little A-cup tits, and I give them a gentle squeeze. She whines at my touch, and throws her head back. Encouraged by her moans, I unclasp her bra and free her little titties, sucking them into my mouth. She gasps as I run my tongue around her areolas, her nipples hardening into little pebbles. Her hands. We have been a polyamourous group of seven since nineteen-seventy-eight.“Friday evening Kristin made a big pot of Fra Diavolo Mullusco, Devil Monk Muscles. Gulf clams stewed in white wine with fennel, shallots and crushed red pepper. We sat outside on a big wooden deck overlooking Galveston Bay. We ate bowls of those delicious clams and we drank a couple of bottles of Barbera, an Italian style wine from the Rio Grande Valley.“We sat together on Adirondacks in the dark moonlit night looking at. Now Anita glowed in the stimulation of being almost naked as her lover cupped and rubbed the globes of her buttocks through the thin covering of robe. Caroline evidently felt the same way, and her halter top nightie began to gape open alarmingly, both top and bottom.Things changed after Caroline stood to allow her husband to retrieve the bottle of sherry and refresh everyone’s glass. She sat back down on Malcolm’s lap but failed to adjust her nightgown, which now opened down the front, exposing. Coline was ecstatic, she had no idea making love as a woman, could feellet such things. John and Coline had one last orgasm when John cums inColine.Coline said to John, you're super talented, you know how to give suchpleasure to a woman. To be so strong, you got to be a woman in a pastlife. John smiled at that. Coline smiled too but even more, knowing thatJohn was a woman not so long ago.In a last kiss, the two lovers gently fell asleep, Coline nestled inJohn's arms.They spent the end of the.