You smack my ass. You squeeze my tits, you sit up and wrap your arms around me. You swallow me and I can't get enough of you. You lift me up and down ...n top of you. I can't help but kiss you. I kiss your sexy lips, I suck on your neck and bite your ear lobe. I run my fingers through your hair. Despite that I have you inside me, around me, holding me, I want you so bad. I can't get enough. You lay back and just rest your hands over your head. The last thing you said to me before tonight was " I. Her breathing got heavier, as I slid the blouse off her body. He wasn’t interested in watching tv now! His eyes were riveted on my wife, not sure what was taking place, and neither was my wife. I let her stand in front of him like that for a little while, him just looking. ‘Why don’t you take that bra off for us, and let us see those tits?’ I asked my wife. She slowly reached behind and with shaking hands undid the hooks. As she slid it off her arms, I told her to give it to me, as she didn’t. But now I must fetch Bonita. I will leave you to get your breath back.”I watched her beautiful body leave and lay back intensely satisfied and relaxed. I looked around the bedroom. There were posters on every wall, mainly of Eminem and Jake Gyllenhaal. She even had a poster of a shiny black E-type Jaguar with a beautiful leggy blonde stood next to it, my weary eyes peered at the registration plate, and I gasped as I read, ‘CAT 69’. Just then I was overwhelmed with debilitating tiredness, and my. ’ They set off with Pluto on the lead. That fired Fi. ‘I bet that’s a lie. Cynical perhaps through bitter experience and lackadaisical because of what you smoke but I believe you carry qualities that you prefer to hide and your mind works differently.’ ‘Lackadaisical is an interesting choice of word for a twenty-year old darling but I challenge you to justify your absurd notion that my mind works differently, presumably you meant but didn’t say to other people, or most other people?’ ‘Okay, try.