And she loved losing even more when at least one of the other women in Troy’s story was Susan.She loved Susan too. Troy and Susan had a special conn...ction of their own, and watching how the two of them shared it aroused her on a level that was just as special.“The other girls send their love,” Susan stage-whispered into Troy’s ear so Julie could hear it too, taking hold of the back of his head and pressing his face down between her breasts. “Can you still smell it on me, Troy?”He looked up from. He could smell sex on him and said he wanted to get out of there and back to the hotel to shower. I remember the night he told me, and how it made me feel, I slapped his face and walked out on him that night and went to my daughters house, I never told her what had happened, but as I lay in her spare bed I felt so horny imagining my husband and his mates double ending some young tart and taking turns filling her with his cum, I ended up fingering myself to an almighty orgasm that night. I. Then the mist evaporated and I was violently wrenched backwardsI woke up with a sweat. Man, that was rather intense. That last part was definitely something that I did not appreciate. My heart still felt like it would rip itself out through my spine.As I showered, I reflected on my dreams. It was definitely a much better one than my everyday dreams. I made a slight smile. I missed seeing Mother in my dreams. I haven't seen her since the night she attempted to kill me in my dream and since I. Our kissing became even more passionate. Our hands explored each other, becoming familiar with each curve. Trailing with my tongue, I followed every curve. My teeth gently grazed the shell of her ear as my lips gently traced behind.She was now moaning softly as her hips were grinding against me. My hands slowly pulled her skirt up as I kissed my way down her neck. Grabbing the back of my head, she pulled me closer.I continued down to the base of her neck as I moved a leg between hers. She began.