"None of this may work," I said."The lovely thing about marriage is that there's always another chance." I had a philosopher in my bedroom. Not, howev...r, the marquis's.He came over and kissed my hairline. Sated with non-sexual comforting, I raised my face for a real kiss. Our mouths met in a sweet, still comforting, kiss. Then our tongues met, and the real kiss began. Bob kneaded my seat through robe and nightgown. I finally broke the kiss to say, "Don't all those layers of cloth impede your. She was entering a state of barely-contained lust, deep erotic hunger. And she was letting me be in that place with her. A place I’d so often dreamed of entering with her, but never could unleash before. It was a place that I’d created for the fictional Gina who was star of many of my erotic stories. ‘Maria’ was her name in all of my stories. Maria was a woman of unbridled passion, a woman who wasn’t afraid to experience all the pleasures that life had to offer. I watched Gina, mesmerized by. The branch that goes toward the ice cave drops quickly, and it’s cold as hell in there, not to mention spooky, he admitted. I guess I need to do some research on caves, but just because something is true on Earth is probably no reason to expect it to be true here – or is it? Shit, I don’t’ even know how far north I am, or how long to expect the seasons to last. For all I know, they might last for Earth years. But surely, if they were that much different from Earth’s seasons, the General’s. ” “Don’t leave,” Taylor said. Taylor looked and could easily see that Josh was excited. “That looks like a big cock, I just want to taste it, then shove it in my wet pussy and fuck you all night long,” Taylor said in a deep sexy voice, while she felt up Julie. “Yeah, lets go back to your room, and just cuddle and fall asleep,” Josh whispered into Cynthia’s ear. Cynthia sat watching the three girls for a moment, Josh staring into her eyes. “I’ve got a better idea,” Cynthia said. Cynthia thought.