“Tommy you think you have had orgasm up till this point, I’m going to do you and you’ll think you’re cock is shooting lava.”“Oh Alison, do...it, I’m so ready for you.”“That’s what your friends told me, you were looking for something and I was it.”“Yes, yes, you are the most wonderful woman I have ever met.”“Thank you Tommy, I really try to be the girl boys dream about, now straddle me and I will make you shoot so hard your will think the top of your head is coming off.”Tommy got up and kneeled. "We've been pushing the envelope all month," she brags. "It's nearly ready. The new fuel injectors are great, if they get past testing."It's a weird term to use – pushing the envelope; it's an engineering term. What my lady means, is that the performance of the model of sports car she has been developing, is exceeding it's original expected limits; they have gone beyond the boundaries set by the designers. Why can't she just say this? Why "push" an envelope at all, and not break it, or open it,. I kneel on the bed and she climbs up and does the same. She starts playing with my nipples using her hands. Mine are always sensitive, she says. I dont know if you like it… The wonderful sensation and my dick is telling me that hell, yes I like it! I smile at her, acknowledging her ability to turn me on. She gently kisses me before covering every inch of my neck with her lips. She even gives my shoulder a gentle bite before working her way down my chest. Eventually, her mouth makes her way to. I watched in awe at the shadow of Emma undressing. I could see her kick off her shoes and unfasten her skirt. The skirt fell to the floor. Her arms raised over her head and it was clear her top was coming off. Now I could imagine Emma standing there in her bra and panties. Next was the unmistakable shimmy as she wiggled out of her panties. Finally her elbows raised as she unhooked her bra and she dropped it to the floor. I was picturing Emma standing naked in her room, checking out her.