Does Ravi do that?” she asked.”Yeah,” I answered, my tongue coming out to wet my suddenly dry lips. “He never does it for as long as I want hi... to though,” I admitted.“Ganguly either,” she eagerly agreed, “Except tonight he did. He leaned over me and sucked my left nipple into his mouth. I grabbed his head and held it there. He licked it and sucked on it and every time he tried to stop, I wouldn’t let him. It felt so good.” I watched, completely mesmerized as her left hand lifted and cupped her. Don could not see what they were moving under him, he was trying hard to look and ask what are you doing what is that thing? It was a round cylinder shaped object that looked like a ribbed solid slinky, that had some type of gelled padding around the top. Once again Mr Livingston pumps and squeezes his cock until cum runs into His wife’s hands, she strokes it onto Don’s big cock as it stuck down at the floor, then smears the rest into the cylinder. Allen says I want to do this one, he Grabs. You always rememberyour first kiss. Mine came from another fucking guy. That was also thelast time a guy had kissed me. Until tonight. Only tonight, he hadn'tkissed me; I kissed him.Or rather, Cindy had."Did you get us a room, dear?"I glared at K as I stormed over to the car. 'Heel-toe' and 'straightfeet' and 'small steps' were forgotten in my anger. I was walking like agoddamn linebacker just then. "Yeah. Room fucking 12," I growled. Igrabbed half the bags off the ground before remembering. There is a large area rug right in front of it that is just so plush and soft on her bare feet. She grabs the robe that hangs behind the door and slips it on. Hot tea and a bath is the perfect set up this morning to cap a most wonderful night—perhaps the best one she has ever experienced so far in her life. Hearing the kettle whistle, she heads to the kitchen, filling a cup with hot water and a tea bag. This is going to be the perfect beginning to a perfect life.Turning on the hot water and.