After all, we promised one another. And, I am tired of secrets. Since I came to the opera house, my life seems too full of secrets and lies."A single ...ear ran down her cheek unnoticed by both of them and left a crystalline trail of salt in its wake as she relayed to her husband all that happened during their visit to the abode of the Angel of Music.Erik raced from his bedroom with the words of his wife echoing in his head and drowning out her cries of anguish as he attempted to flee from the. His wife was a lucky woman. But right now, the luck was all mine. We looked into each others eyes. “I’m about to come baby, do it. Fuck me. Don’t pull out. I want to feel you come in me,” I begged. He was beyond caring as I came on his hard cock, my juices flowing onto his beautiful cock and dripping down his balls. His cock was getting bigger and now he was hitting spots so deep inside me the orgasm just kept rolling. One final thrust and he came inside me. Pulse after pulse, he filled my. .”“Yes, I’m sure you can. Never mind. Johannsen’s given me the nod on this. It’ll go through cabinet all right. Once we get the formalities dealt with you’d better get on with it.” She wasn’t usully happy with this sort of inter-departmental deal. There were too many opportunities to fudge responsibilities, she thought. Still, on this occasion, it looked like Daniels had got things set up sensibly.“Thank you,” Florence said and got up to leave, tapping Jackie Maygood on the shoulder as she did. My hands went under her bony ass as I squeezed her sex into my face. I could feel my cock sliding deeper, and over her tongue. We were both lost in a new world, discovering new tastes and sensations that seemed so nasty yet so intimate. For me, the sweet, mild, urine flavor of her intimate parts, the view of her moist, tight, opening, and the thoughts of her bulging eye staring at my asshole had me nearing my release. Soon, Barbara too was rocking her tiny hips up and down rapidly, and.