”“Whenever you’re ready l’m here,” she said, “anyway, as l see it, the main problem with being unfaithful is all the lies and deceit that ...oes with it, if we were totally honest with each other that wouldn’t be a problem.”“So you think we should both shag around but it’s ok if we tell each other what we’re doing?”“Not exactly,” she replied, “l mean l’m quite happy with you but men are different, they see a pretty girl and straight away want to fuck her, it’s natural for them, l mean look at a. Annemarie is offering me all her three tight tasty warm wet hot horny holes holes to reward me for writing this piece.------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Annemarie is asking me if she can help my production in any way to make sure I will tell here all of truth about us.Annemarie is offering her help as sexy secretary, doing the typing while I think aloud about our erotic. We embraced in the biggest collision of passion I had known. My mind cleared and at that exact moment I knew that I wanted him and him alone. His lips expertly caressed again my own, and he let the towel fall to his feet. Then my hands joined in and tickled his sides and back. As he pushed harder against me, I reached to his hips and buttocks. He squealed in delight in our kiss and threw me lightly onto the bed beside us. His creamy white body was dazzling in the lamplight and he never stopped. Bitsy had trouble sleeping that night, she kept waking up, finally with a tired sigh she got up and dressed. She sat in the dark for a long time. Then she made up her mind and left the lair.Once again Bitsy sat on the nightstand watching the man sleep. Often over the next few nights Bitsy was tempted to return to the mans room, she wanted to look at him, touch him again, but she didn't, instead she dreamt of him.At first her parents were not happy about Bitsy moving into the old oak, but after.