Both of them were perfect to him. I wish they were but I know different. My hips sweep out from a narrow waist in a gentle arc. Mark used to love to s...eep his hands down my sides and over the curvature of my hips and on down my thighs. He used to like to just watch me walk around. He said only a beautiful woman could glide over the floor, swaying the way I did. He doesn't say that anymore.I don't know who I am these days. I look in my eyes in the mirror and try to see but they show me nothing.. I thought that was a hokey idea until this moment. I got up on bare feet and, with pistol in hand, began to quietly go through the house. I noticed that the door to the room that Janice was in was now cracked open. I looked inside and couldn't see anyone. Okay, maybe Ed was getting "lucky." I kept going still being careful to be very quiet. Ed's door was shut and I heard voices and a rhythmic low noise from there. I kept going.I looked out into the living room area and saw nothing suspicious. I knew that somewhere in that bar, Murphy’s unseen husband was looking me over, and that through some secret signal, his ultimate decision would be conveyed to Murphy. She’d add her vote to his and either suggest that we leave the bar, or she’d finish her drink and kiss me goodbye, no hard feelings. If the decision went in my favor, the evening would progress to dinner and dancing after which my sperm would make the most exciting part of their journey, like racing competitors in a white water. I can see your juices all over your thighs, and I know you couldn’t be more ready, so I slowly blow on your pussy which at this point couldn’t be aching anymore for attention, I don’t tease you anymore I start to lick and suck your clit which makes you moan louder and louder almost screaming for more. I’m sliding two of my fingers into dripping wet pussy as my mouth continues to work on that clit, your pussy walls squeeze my fingers as they work themselves in and out of you. I continue sucking,.