Then you kiss down my neck and collar bone making your way to my breasts, laving them and sucking on them until they are hard points. Then you bite do...n and I feel the pleasure/pain. I squirm and moan “aaaaahhhhh.” My pussy is spasming like there is some invisible connection between my breasts and it. Your hands move to my mound caressing and massaging before dipping a finger into my slit. I am wet and slick wanting you, needing your cock. But you have other ideas.“You were teasing me last. He playfully suggested that we should get together for paint party.I was really nervous as I prepared for our blind double date, so much so, that I unwittingly downed a couple of very strong Gin and tonics, mostly G with only a splash of T. My hubby cautioned me to slow down since we meeting at bar to get acquainted first; we would be drinking more, a lot more, once there. I protested that I was simply taming my nervous jitters, but even I could hear my speech beginning to slur as my tongue. " We sure are both nervous, aren't we. You'd think we never did it. And you still hold the record for making me come. Eight times in a row." You mean you didn't top that with all the guys you've been going to bed with during the past six months, trying to prove you're not a lesbian?"Lorrie looked at her meaningfully. "They weren't only guys."Laura felt a dagger go straight into her heart, and her gut too. She knew she couldn't stop Lorrie-or anyone-from going to bed with someone else. But when. The others turned to Dave. He asked, “What’s she think of Brian?”“She said she loves him, but obviously she’s scared shitless of him. He’s got her in a corner with nowhere to go. I don’t think there’s much love, respect, or affection in their relationship, only her terror of disobeying him. He’s told her she’d be worse off if she went anywhere else, that nobody else in their right mind would have her, and she’s come to believe that. She hinted to me that her life is so bad that she’s started to.