This, in turn, made her sort of forget about how much she enjoyed self-pleasure. Self-pleasure was an art she mastered years ago, on those lonely Frid...y nights when she had no plans. But she had a habit of neglecting that whenever a new charming guy came and swept her out her panties. But tonight she was going to reach for her vibrator, read a story or two on Lush Stories and orgasm her way to sleep.For the past two years, her vibrator sat in the chocolate-colored leather case she made for it. .Kelly explained, "It's dead simple. We spin one die - if it lands on a 1 or 2, I take one of these counters." She indicated a bowl of tiddlywinks on the table. "If it lands on a 3 or 4, Linda takes one, and if it lands on a 5 or 6, Pete takes something off." What's the deal with the counters?" I asked,"You'll find out when you're naked." my girlfriend answered.The game was really simple and went pretty much as I expected. The girls won counters each, and I shed clothes. By the time I was down. To Marcy the apron pretty much felt like one of her dresses, it waspretty short nearly exposing her stocking tops at the front. The bigdifference with a dress of course was the way it was open in the back,doing nothing to hide her bottom, a fact John made her very aware of ashe gave it another playful slap. "You can get started on my lunch nowsissy." He said with a smirk as he walked to the table and sat down at achair overlooking the stove.Mincing her way to the fridge Marcy got out everything. Hearing it herself, though, wouldn’t break her heart either.“Hmm, let’s see. I’ve been doused in girl-cum until I almost drowned, sucked off until my balls almost got sucked out of my cock, and flooded with the most intense orgasms I can remember. I’ve been treated to the softest and most adorable female on the planet, who, incidentally, fucked my brains out, then just when I didn’t think I could take any more happiness, she declares that she loves me. Umm, what was the question again?”, he.