”“Had you never gone out dressed that way before?”“Oh my God, no. Even now, the only time I go out this way is with him.”“But you were int... guys?”“I didn’t think so, until he took me out as Lynn, then took me home and fucked me.”“Have you been with any other guys than him?”“Never. Most of the time, I’m Len or Lenny, and I never look at or think about guys.”“Well, I like Lynn, and I might even like Lenny. How do you feel about that?”“I’d love that, Nicole.”“And if I want you to be Lynn for me,. I felt terrible.But I still came.Amy licked my come off Rio’s face, chest, neck, and everyplace else it spewed while Rio ate her out. Lots of screaming.Sonia dove onto my wet, come-covered cock and sucked me clean until I left another deposit in her mouth, which she then fed to Rio.When the ladies left, they dressed in clothes they’d brought with them, leaving their dresses in the exact piles where they’d fallen when we were painting.“You might need those for another scene,” Amy quipped as she. I couldn’t bear seeing anymore of Allan’s mousy, stupid little wife or hear her irritating Home Counties English accent. More to the point, I couldn’t accept the ghost of Allan in the shape of Jamie, his son.Paul has taken Allan’s death far harder than I have. From the beginning I was aware that he and Allan were bi-sexual. That never bothered me. In fact, it added a big dash of spice to our relationship and I enthusiastically encouraged them. While Paul had sex with Allan, Allan would be. She couldn’t take him in her mouth, she had tried before and he was just too damned big for her, but she could clean him up before they went another round and get him back in the mood. She pressed his still firm erection against her chest, squeezing her breasts around it with her upper arms, the organ long enough to reach from her navel to her chin. She shuffled forward on her knees to get a little closer to Sleethe, and he watched her as she started to slide her fingers up and down his smooth.