Oh god… how I need you. – My sweetness, as I need you. All of you. Their arms wrapped around each other. Mouths met gently, then swirled and twist...d in passion. Everything was back, as though the months apart hadn’t existed: her ethereal bodyscent, her skin as his fingers slid under the dress, firm breasts tight beneath his fingers, teats rising inexorably to his touch. He grunted, unzipped her carefully, and his mouth fused on her nipples as his hand slid up her inner thigh. Found the wetness. You're coming, and it feels so good. The sharp cry in your voice announces what you feel in your pussy. Your hips buck. You moan. Spasms shake your body.Your knees buckle, and the hands catch you, lowering you slowly to the carpet as the finger stays attached to your clit like a magnet, rubbing, swirling and stroking. You twitch and shudder. The moans and cries continue. And the orgasm passes over you. You hear a woman a few feet away coming, too, as if watching your orgasm has pushed her over. Well she arrived we had a few drinks watched TV when suddenly we start talking about who's stronger which lead to us wrestling in the middle of the room and i ended up on top of her pinning her arms down above her head which started to turn me on so i moved my head closer to hers as she lay there looking into my eyes biting her lip as she started to get horny from me pinning her down i moved my head closer and closer to hers pressing my forehead against hers before whispering into her ear. Two months ago I had a perfect life. I loved my wife, I liked my job, I enjoyed fighting in the cage, I had everything I wanted. Now I hated my life. I was barely married, my job hadn’t changed, but my attitude was shifting somewhat. Even my last fight wasn’t enjoyable. I fought out of fear and rage. I’d seen Brad’s face across the cage when the bell rang and the animal in me took over. I hated my shitty Nissan, my dead marriage, my suburban home, my office job and my sham of a life. About the.