"I'll take yummy chocolates over flowers anytime." C'mon, don't keep us in suspense," Greg said.Reluctantly, Kurtzberg tore away the red paper to reve...l a plain black box."Not chocolates," Bettie said wistfully.Kurtzberg took the lid off the box. Inside was a square black stone about the size of his hand. There was an inscription engraved into the surface, but the letters were so worn Kurtzberg couldn't read them.He turned the stone over. On the other side was a carving of a ferocious looking. Even she, as composed as she was, breathed a small sigh of relief at that.I forced myself to sit back down, the screams in my mind fading slowly.We just sat, rigidly staring across the table past each other.She spoke first. Certainly couldn’t fault her for courage.“Apologizing was a reflex Ken, I don’t expect you to accept one or even acknowledge it. You’re right, for some things there is no forgiveness.”I closed my eyes for a second and breathed deep, the rich coffee scent calming me a. Johannah had slipped down a bit, totally focused on Brady’s mouth, her legs wrapped around my girlfriend’s head. And Brady, still fully clothed, was half-in and half-out of the bed, her high heels giving her leverage on the tiled floor, her hands wrapped around Johannah’s beautiful big tits. I could fuck Naomi in a squatting position, ram it into her as she held on to the head board for support. This would put my ass and balls just over Johannah’s face, which was fine with me. I. In the evenings our wives dressed in their most provocative outfits, typically sheer and with nothing underneath. After dinner we would dance, then strip down, and hit the hot tub, concluding with us each returning to our rooms. Each night upon hitting the room I would smother the moist, wet lips between Lindy’s legs with my mouth as she would quickly engulf my cock in her mouth, until we both came with gusto. However, on our last night as we sat in the hot tub chatting away, all of us very.