‘Good morning.’ He replied quickly as he grabbed the carton of milk and maneuvered the top open. He took a gulp from the jug and Sarah winced in d...sgust. She made it look real, Wes couldn’t disgust her if he was bathing in milk. He stopped quickly once he saw the look on her face and moved over to the stove to reach for a cup. Sarah didn’t move to make it easier for him to reach above the stove to the cups, she made him stretch his freshly washed body, still damp, over her. She watched him as. Continuously, the heavenly huskiness of the masculine voice caressed her thoughts and senses, possessing her dreamy ecstasy as Evelyn’s little hips compulsively jerked at the manly stimulus that had entered her again and the voice inside her head urged her to new heights of pure sexual enchantment. ‘That’s good my sweetheart, that’s so lovely, so beautiful.’ Passively the fingers withdrew and Evelyn felt the unbridled pleasure of a man’s hardness pressing against her, pushing aside her sweet,. ” She looked at the thin silk that was cut so cannily that it gave the impression that a warm, red liquid had been poured across Kristen. It had already run off from her shoulders, leaving them bare except for the thinnest of trickles flaring into two narrow streams that covered only the highest parts of Kristen’s low breasts before joining at a point below Kristen’s navel. The confluent streams swept in silken rivulets down the length of Kristen’s legs, leaving the outsides of her thighs. But stealing it's more fun," she said, and I reached over and ripped a bit off as well."God, this stuff doesn't get any better, does it?" I asked between bites."Nope, not really. But Carnival wouldn't be Carnival without it." I doubt that seriously."April perked up. "Hey, there's Mark and Heather."Rob managed to flag them down with only slightly less flair than he had April and I. Heather ran up to us, gave me a quick hug, and squeezed between me and Barb on the bench. Mark came over and sat.