I linger here swallowing your breath feeling like I exist because only on what you exhale, feeling a part of you. I let my fingers stroke your hair, l...xuriate in the caress on my fingertips. My every sense feels heightened and my heart beat seems to be drumming a tattoo in my chest. I wonder why you can’t hear it. I can feel the blood pumping through my body causing almost a pain as it forces my awareness to the ache in me, the need to feel even closer to you. I think you sense my intensity,. As far as I went. I had always been tall and slim with a package that Janice would swear was getting thicker each time she saw it. Although, this was just to bolster my confidence I’m sure. My hair was starting to thin a little bit but I still had enough to warrant regular trips to the barbers to keep it from becoming long and messy. At the moment it was nearly at my shoulders and from all the time I was spending out of the office.It was the middle of October when I found myself at my home desk. . Но как говорится - вода камень точит....в течении последних лет во время секса мы фантазировали на тему как она найдет себе русского любовника , как меня заводит... И тут несколько дней назад она мне сказала что у нее ее коллега по работе водитель служебной машины начал уделять ей внимание. Писать смс-ки, звонить и т.п. На его вопросы, ревную ли я, моя любимая отвечала что я не ревнивый, может писать... Эта новость его подбодрила и он приступил к решительным действиям. Пригласил он мою. She had the top of the line twelve inch black rubber strap-on tightly cinched to her hips and it was slick with Doris’s wet pussy meat and gobs of our most expensive lubricant dripping down the insides of her nicely toned legs. I could see Doris’s face contorted with her look of lust. I knew she was in the final stages because her tongue was flapping in the breeze like some rogue tool of pleasure looking for a place to lick with her consummate skill.I only had two options:(1) I could totally.