I moved her upside down and saw her boobs. It was marvelous. She was looking into my eyes like she wanted it badly. I bent down and kissed her.For 10 ...ins we were kissing. That was the best kiss ever. Her pink lips were so soft. She removed my T-shirt and pant. She saw a big tent in my pant and pulled my underwear down. She was amazed to see a 6-inch dick as her husband did not have this thick dick as she stated later. She took my dick in her mouth and was sucking like hell.After sucking, she. Hmmm ... she was very good. I could feel my back and neck relaxing and I started to relax (well except for my cock which was still slightly hard from perving at her feet and ankles).She commented that leaning over from the bedside was starting to hurt her back so she was going to change position - she was going to straddle me. I murmured my agreement - I was so relaxed I would probably have agreed to just about anything. I felt her jump up on the bed to straddle me. She continued with her. Is it drugs? No… well, maybe. But it’s also something else, something much more magical. No, literally, it’s a magic book.That’s right, hidden throughout the world are these special little hardcover books with slightly worn red leather bindings just begging to be found. They look inconspicuous enough, and most people won’t even remember how they ended up with one, but when they are opened, only a single phrase is printed on the first page a prospective reader opens to.A new erotic fantasy is. ”Jeff chuckled as he sympathized with Hall. “I felt the same way for the first ten marriages or so. Finally, it dawned on me that worrying wasn’t going to help, and I just did what they told me to do. Mostly, that was to show up at a specific time. They even laid out my clothes for me and sent someone to make sure I got dressed properly. Take my advice and say, ‘Yes, Dear,’ when your fiancée asks if you agree with her wedding plans. Trust me, it works out better that way. I’m sure you’ve heard.