"I actually meant “explain how it’s done”, but before I had time to correct myself, Julie had opened her legs inviting his touch. He rubbed alon... her outer lips before probing inside and seeking her G-spot. Julie's eyes opened widely; she smiled at Ken, looking longingly into his eyes before closing hers and, arching her head back with the frill of Kens stimulating touch. Her hips rocked and rolled and juice seeped from her hole over Ken’s fingers. I looked at his wife and Brenda instantly. ..”“Call me Toby.”“Toby, I honestly have never heard David even mention your school as a likely destination for when he graduates. What makes you think I can convince him to consider you?” Mom asked.“I know that your husband and David are in California right now. They met with someone who I think convinced them that we are a good destination for him. Other top recruits have had similar conversations, and they are now strongly considering us. All I’m asking is that he gives us a chance.”“I’ll. She lowered her head more and held me in her arms, not like a man does. She held my bottom like one holds a fractious c***d. Cupped in her elbows, pulling me toward her, so she could press her lips deeper into me. I writhed and slid my fingers into her long silky hair. I panted and groaned, and tried to push her away, but I didn't want to. I wanted more of this. I closed my eyes and felt my orgasm sliding over me. I had been in this same position in Hubby's arms so recently, but it was so. Weren’t all women once? She had the calling of the Siren, a Lorelei, destroyer of men. Circe, sorceress, witch. A voice so steeped in magical chant and ecstatic, holy praise that God Himself would have seduced her just to listen as she reached her climax. In lilting jazzy riffs of moans and little pattering breaths; in low, agonized releases, in snarling, animal howls she was a singer. Awaiting a man to sing to. Thinking of the man she awaited, often in the nights, her fingers would wind their.