"No, I just needed a change in scenery." She hesitated. "Was Marie too much for you? She can be a little ... direct." She smiled languorously at me. ...I turned even redder and looked away. "No, I just, um, had second thoughts." Actually, I had had hundreds, no, millions of thoughts. What was I thinking, having sex with a stranger? A woman? What was wrong with my husband? What was wrong with me? Why was I thinking about the artist all day? Why was I thinking about the blonde currently standing. "You have got to unlearn all of your masculine traits andlearn feminine ones. Your actions have to become second nature." I'm not sure I can do it," I said."Of course you can, it'll just take time, that's all. Anyway, let's getback to your original question. You should change the way you cook,fried food adds fat and that's bad." So if frying is out, that leaves boiling, baking, stewing andgrilling," I suggested."You really need to cook healthier. There's enough fat in food withoutyou adding. When Mandy couldn't stand it any longer, she stood up from where she'd been sitting and walked up towards Tom and then she stopped in front of him. Tom felt his cock throbbing as he looked Mandy's sexy body up and down. She was looking gorgeous and then Mandy reached up to her blouse, began unbuttoning more of the buttons and she quickly had it undone, fully revealing the sexy and very revealing demi-bra that encased her large sexy D-cup tits. Then, dropping her blouse to the floor at her feet,. With his hands propping me from behind, he spread my lips with his tongue and the cold metal of his tongue rings sent electric shocks through my entire body. He worked his tongue around my slit, sliding it down to my clit but avoiding coming into direct contact with it. He wanted me wet and begging first. He always wanted me wet and begging.Tilting his head to one side, my cunnilingus-loving man got himself into a comfortable position. When I tried to squirm my hips away, he firmly pressed.