So what is it like? Being together again?" It's like it is just after you get married. You are sort of shy with each other. You don't know exactly how...each of you does things, even though you have been close for a while. We didn't live together before we got married..." No?" No. I suppose I am a bit traditional." Nothing wrong with that. Being traditional." Anyway, it feels like we have just begun to live together, all over again." Yes, but this time you will settle in with each other pretty. I groaned excitedly again, as I sucked her sweet juices off of her fingers, all the while Trisha was still sucking on my balls."Do you like the taste of my pussy Mr Smith, do you?" she asked"Yes, god yes!" I moaned back with her fingers still in my mouth."Then I think you need to taste it yourself!" she said, before she grabbed me, and pulled me downwards. My balls quickly popped out of Trisha's hungry wet mouth, and before I could stop myself I was lying on my carpeted hall floor facing. "Laying on the bed with your legs as wide as you can get them."She grinned at me."Naughty boy! ... Have you been wanking thinking of me?"I couldn't hide my guilty grin. Alison had taken her stocking off for me in my fantasies the night before while my hand frantically stroked and tugged my hard up shaft. Now she did it for real on that same bed where I'd grunted her name and my hard working hand had sent my semen splashing up my chest. She lay on her back. Her big breasts flopped sideways, she. Silently, he removed the cap from the mescal, and pressed the bottle to his lips, sucking greedily at its contents. Then, wiping the rim on his sleeve, he extended the bottle to Darla, his eyes bidding her to share in its warmth.At first she was hesitant. Her experience with alcohol had been limited to the infrequent six-pack that Jimmy occasionally provided. But Jean Paul was a man, not a boy, and the look on his face said that he expected her to act like a woman.Silently, Darla took the.