Which I said we were.”Mo jumped off the bed and retrieved her phone and said “Look at these.” They were pics that Sarah had sent. One was of jus... Sarah, naked on a bed, legs spread wide, showing her shaved pussy. I could see the piercings, at least the outer ones and her clit ring. Just above her clit was a tat that said “Lick Here” in cursive, inside a heart. I have to admit, when I met Sarah, she looked a little chunky, but naked, she looked great. Some women are like that, better looking. .But midnight was approaching; the band announced their last number -- only, as is generally customary, to be talked into one more -- and began packing up, afterward. Singles and couples, and the occasional odd trio -- like Eddie Ray, Nick Mangia and Lucy O'Donnell, who'd been together all evening -- drifted out the doors toward the parking lot. It had been a memorable evening -- an exciting game and a good, celebratory but not wild dance party -- and as she drifted out to ensure that there was. Then she flipped on the remote on the dildo, it began to vibrate, it only took a few minutes for it to get to me, my eyes went wide open, just as she began to really ride me. Up and down, up and down. The more she rode, the more that damn vibrator was driving me up a wall, I think I would have given anything to have had this stop, but in one way all of this was exciting me, a new chapter seemed to be opening up and I was enjoying the dark side. When she had enjoyed as many orgasm as she needed,. He liked it at home. He liked his office. He liked his car. He liked his family close to him. He liked having sex with his wife in the middle of the morning, or afternoon, or whenever the mood struck them.1710.1712.Commuting was bad enough. On the rare day when he had to leave his home office, he did his best to avoid rush hour. Finding himself in the middle of the slow-moving herd of sheep that clogged the arteries of the cities around his home for two hours in the morning, and another two.