‘I missed you, my toys just aren’t as fun anymore, I tried to play but nothing came close to making me feel the way you did,’ she cooed in his e...r, licking his neck. He tried to gather his thoughts but jerked away from her when she started to unbutton her shirt. ‘Nope, nope nope nope. We are going to hang out! We are going to get to know each other. Put those away!’ He shouted, smacking his hands over his eyes. She laughed at him. ‘It was worth a try,’ she said, then climbed off of him. She. The two of them would make love for the rest of the night or at least until each had been sated, eventually falling asleep in each other’s arms spent and satisfied. But, this was only a dream which helped Lauren reach her climax alone. She pictured the two of them using the little blue plaything to satisfy each other, giggling and moaning as they discovered the pleasures of each other’s bodies.As she thought about various scenarios with Renee her excitement grew, the doe slipping within her. He stood right next to me talking to me while under my dress I have the gourd pushed up my twat. My juices are dripping out of my twat and the back my dress is soaked. I was surprised he couldn't smell me. I have pussy juice all over my hands and bottom. Master, it was so weird. I know that I have dog cum on my breath and Jim kissed me." Did that excite you?" My heart is beating so hard that it feels like it is going to jump out of my chest." Is Jim gone? And for how long?" Yes he just pulled. Instead, she studied Hunter. He was absorbed in her textbook on François-Marie Arouet, better known under his nom de plume, Voltaire.Hunter was full of surprises. He was deeper than she’d believed, more knowledgeable, his interests broad. Despite being conversationally challenged, in the little he’d said he revealed a sharp mind. He was educated, articulate, and intelligent. He was a health nut, too, careful of what he ate, rarely consuming alcohol. She knew he left the apartment late at night.