I have to go to therapy at the VA. I'm out of the Rangers, Lyn. Permanently. We'll have to get a van to drive me around for a while. But, I'm home." G...d that's great! I mean, not your injury. That's terrible, but you're home! ... How come you're not excited at seeing me, or being home or..." No, no ... I am excited at seeing you. See this bulge in my pants? That's not a handgun I've got in my pocket. It's just that ... I mean ... I trust you." There's a 'but' in that sentence, isn't there?". While she stroked him, she swooped down and started to circle the tip with her tongue, not only did it look amazing it had its own taste too, sweet somehow, as she continued to circle the tip she felt Kai’s fingers move under the ripped body stocking and push her thighs apart, her pussy still wet grabbed at his finger as he slowly inserted it not moving at all, he then inserted another and started to rock her forward on them.Frankie continued her circling of his tip as he was getting wetter by. They then polished off a bottle of champagne...whereupon Joani (her real name?) excused herself and left the living room. She was back in a flash dressed only in a black g-string, black nylons, black high heels and a pair of leg garters that boldly read: "WHORE."Joani had smiled and sat down beside him, placing her right hand on his inner thigh. In a husky voice, Joani said, "I want you to tie me up by my wrists to a ceiling hook and then tickle me with my feather whip/tickler. Then gently run. He could almost be a lingerie designer for BBW women if he chose too I think? I was impressed! He took picture after picture as I sat up, did this, did that, slid the lingerie off, over my shoulder, back on, teasingly revealing my breasts, and such, then he handed me a matching veil! Wow, talk about sexy, he was rock hard, and I couldn't handle it myself anymore. I begged him to use the vibrator on my vagina, and a pad, I squirted off the end of the bad onto the bedroom floor as I gripped his.