Beth was so unfocused from the attention being paid to her breasts, that she failed to notice Gwen’s hand stealthily reaching into the bowl, until a...huge spoonful of ice cream landed between Beth’s legs.“Aiiee!” she squealed. She didn’t want to get Gwen’s sheets covered with chocolate, but the cold was almost too much to bear. Gwen leaned over and began licking between Beth’s legs, the cold ice cream and her hot tongue making Beth squirm and groan. The ice cream began to melt, sending small. "I want to provide you with a special meal by riding the spit for you." "Are you sure this is what you want to do?" "Please help me ride the spit for you, so you can enjoy the special meal I will provide." Anna watches as Tom helps the young woman up onto a long, stainless steel table, telling her that this is her final chance to change her mind. "Please give me the spit!" Anna is amazed that the woman can lie so calmly on the metal table, with her arms bound behind her back, but this is. They finally understand that. Even Susan gets it now, I think. They couched their feelings in jokes and in sex. But they finally get what you've been saying for the past four years. It's their way of saying good bye to the old times. When they come out to stay, you'll say hello to the next part of your lives together."Brock stared at Randi in amazement. She had put into words something that had troubled him since he had found his way into bed with Jennifer Miles.Wordlessly, Randi handed over. I lay down to watch her, as her body was wracked with paroxysms of pleasure. It took a couple minutes for her to stop shaking. Her eyes met mine, and I couldn't hide the smile I felt inside, as she got an evil look in her eyes. She jumped on top of me, her hands holding my shoulders down, and grinding her twat along the length of my shaft. "No one has EVER made me cum like that before!" She told me, as she gazed into my eyes, and I knew it for truth. I had never seen her cum for so long, or as.