” I was hoping he would drop it there. He was supposed to be leaving tomorrow and I did not want him coming with me anymore to the performances. I d...dn’t want him to, oh, I don’t know, maybe catch me and John practicing anything. He wouldn’t drop it and asked, “What did she change?” I said, “Everyone thought that it was strange that a husband would be gone for almost four months and when he returns that he goes all day before wanting sex with his wife. They felt it more realistic if they would. She asked if he'd noticed and i told her that he had so she opened her legs a bit more. With that i pulled the skirt all the way and stroked her gently through her panties. She moaned a bit and opened up even more.The next time the guy looked i caught his eye and winked at him which made him bury his head firmly into his book but i knew we'd hooked him and it was game on!I waited for him to look across again and gave him a friendly smile which seemed to have the desired effect and this time he. What are we going to do with that, Dot? Lovingly, they covered it with scented oil then Dot pushed Marsha back on the bed. Dot straddled Marshas thighs like before but this time Dot was on top. Dot gently placed one end of the dildo between Marshas labia. She leaned down to place her mouth to Marshas then breathlessly whispered in her ear, Im going to fuck you good, <,i>,schatzi!<,/i>, Good, g-good. Fuck me, Dot! Marsha gasped as Dot placed one hand palm down on her Marshas mound then. She giggled aloud as she twirled on her balcony, happily naked in the rain.She stepped to the edge of the balcony and peered down the ten stories to the city street below, bustling in the weekday morning rain. If anyone were to look up, they might get a glimpse of her looking back down. If any of her neighbours were to look out their windows, they might see her, but she wasn't at all concerned at being seen. So unconcerned was she, that she raised her arms above her head, tilting her head back.