"I do use oil and that can run a bit." "Best off then?" I asked probably sounding far more confident than I sounded. "Your choice James, but I would...say so." He discretely turned away as I slipped them off and lay down on the bed, my head resting on my arms, my eyes closed. He took hold of my wrists and put my arms alongside my body, opened my legs a little, lifted my feet up a few inches and placed a towel or something there to keep them raised. I felt that lovely feeling as he poured some. Her mother agreed to babysit our daughter on New Year’s Eve and New Year’s Day, and Liv was looking forward to the opportunity to drink alcohol again, after not having any during her pregnancy and while breastfeeding.Liv had, out of necessity, learned to be a frugal shopper, and she found at a second-hand store a very beautiful and slinky evening dress for the party. The clingy silk fabric accentuates her big, milk-laden breasts, and because of the open back, she decided to not wear a bra. She. I think I mentioned that although she allowed, rather liked in fact, me to fuck Dee who was single and a close friend, if I ever did so without her prior knowledge and approval she had her whip waiting. Believe me, she knows exactly how to use it. She never even breaks into a sweat. The merest flick of her wrist and the bastard’s little sting carves into me. She has deadly accuracy, years, she says, of police firearms training although I think it is simply that she has the eye of a sportswoman.. A jogger appears out of nowhere running fast and almost slamming into us as we sidestep out of his way. He shouts an apology but the moment’s ruined and behind him come two more runners, panting and red-faced. They smile as they pass and, hiding my irritation, I nod politely back.Dipping your head, you kiss my neck and whisper, “I love you.” Those words send shivers rippling through me, converging as heat in the pit of my stomach. It pools then trickles down into my loins. My pussy throbs and.