You don’t seem to mind the taste of me, and you know what? I guess I don’t either. I love cleaning you after. I’m going to be doing a lot more o... that, I promise. I hope you don’t mind?’ I laughed. ‘Not in the least.’ She gave me another little suck, then crawled up next to me. ‘Kelly and I talked about that. I never realized that I only suck you at the beginning of our sessions. I could have at least cleaned you up with a washcloth, and sucked you again. I know what we have is great, but I. Now what do you want?, the officer asked her. My wife knew the answer he wanted. I want you to fuck me , she told him. But your husband is right in the front, he said. I want you to fuck me anyway, right in front of my husband, she told him. Do you want me to use a rubber, so you can't become pregnant?, or do you not want me too, he asked my wife. I think I have my ticket book here too, he finished.After several minutes, she said. I want you to fuck me and not use a rubber. And, the officer. Soon he found himself in the gym at all hours, punctuating his usual cerebral pursuits (Dickens is quite the addictive author) with arm curls and leg presses.Secondly, the girls on the team actually turned out to be... well... rather nice to talk to and to look at. The "look at" part was completely one-sided of course; none of them ever even glanced at him as a romantic interest. But as a conversation partner he liked to think there was a mutual appreciation. Quite often he'd end up at school. In the next 15 minutes, we got down. He parked his bike and we went inside and asked the manager if we could use the library. He answered assertively and showed us the way.It was a nice cozy place with various types of seating arrangements. There were 2 benches in the middle of the library, at two sides there were bean bags and there were three racks where the lower levels were empty and enough to fit two people with them touching each other.I was liking this place already so I thanked my best.