I love you.” She hit send, went back to bed and in two minutes was asleep. The next morning she awoke to a drowsy feeling of the world...being with her, in tune with her, that all the luck in the world was hers. She got up, slipped on a longer tee shirt and headed to the kitchen to make her morning coffee in the French press. She smiled as she was making coffee, thinking of last night’s phone call with Craig. “Damn” she thought “How’d I ever get so fucking lucky? I mean. “Kneel on the bed. Face down, ass up! Back up right to the edge! Do it NOW, Dana!”Something was different this time. It wasn't just her commands or the use of his female name. Perhaps his public humiliation had put him in a different mental state. He eagerly moved to comply.His asshole twitched in the frilly lingerie. He felt a throb of lust start there and pass through his entire body; a ripple of electric anticipation. For the first time ever, Darius realized with crystal clarity that he. He’d been with her enough that she knew he was aware of the difference between going first or second or third in her day since she rotated them regularly. He made no comment or complaint; a wise young man.She wiggled her firm upward pointing breasts at him, asking for some attention. His eyes had been closed, apparently savoring the sensations he was getting but her motion popped them open and he soon began teasing those hard knobs with his tongue and lips and teeth, bringing her to her first. Once again sliding her hand to Jill’s upper thigh and senses her parting her legs slightly. She takes this as a sign of approval and slowly runs her fingers up to touch Jill’s panties again. She is pleasantly surprised when she reaches up to touch her and feels Jill’s wet silky pussy. “Where are your panties?” Lisa whispers to Lisa in a shocking tone.Jill smiles but it is both a nervous and aroused look. “They were too wet to keep on. Plus, thought our little friend would get pleasure out of.