.....yes, I realize, he does know how good I feel. He's driving me crazy, and withholding his pleasure and mine! It felt even better when he came back...to me the first time so...."Uhhhhhhhh!" I cry out as it's not his tongue or fingers, but something else and it goes deeply into my ass. I feel it pop into place and I feel him slap my ass as it does. I feel him above me as I think he's going to fuck me doggy style, but no, he simply holds me close as I can feel his cock only millimeters away from. Shelly walked to the window to see “the view” I made up. It actually was a pretty good view, facing a lit up, busy city with everyone starting their weekend. Chris set his drink on the desk and took stood next to the open desk chair, he was clearly waiting to see if she wanted it. Shelly handed him her drink and walked back to the door. She flipped the lock, turned off the hallway light, and kicked off her shoes. “Did you tell Chris we’re close?” “I did, but I skipped all the details. I think. While this might not seem like a lot, I checked the prices as I wandered the city. I decided that if I was frugal, I had enough to last me almost a year!I looked around, as any normal tourist would, and gawked at everything. I did keep an eye out for thieves, and was careful not to attract too much attention from the watch, which seemed to be out in force.They always seemed to be either in pairs or threes, and they carried long pikes. They were all in uniform and were easily identified from the. She was so attracted to him, but she did not dare tell him. She would never, ever tell him how she felt about it. She would die of embarrassment if he ever found out about her feelings, or her fantasy sex life for that matter. She loved her late husband, Matthew, but she knew also that she had never been truly happy with regards to their sex life. She had a wild imagination and a high sex drive, and neither of those things had been satisfied by sex with Matthew. She sighed as she wondered if.