‘Are you talking sex here?’‘Yes,’ she answered softly.‘Well that did happen.’ I said not willing to expand.‘It did? So why didn’t she ...tay?’‘Let’s just say that the post-coital talk didn’t match what went before it.’ I then thought back to what Petra had said earlier. ‘Wait! Did you just mean that you and Natasha planned to stay too? All night?’‘Yes we did, though we have prepared your bedroom upstairs for us. I don’t know about Nat but I hoped I wouldn’t need it but that was going to be down. I went to the bathroom and quickly washed myself, then went back to the room. I released the ropes from the bed frame and turned her on her side. I lay down next to her with my face by her pussy and pressed my dick against her lips. She opened her mouth and sucked me in. I slowly slid the massager out of her pussy and replaced it with my tongue. I draped a hand over her and began to gently slide the dildo back and forth in her butt while I licked her.I continued licking and sucking her pussy. Given recent events, it’s just not the song I want to hear when I’m driving to meet another man’s wife for lunch. And for more reasons than the title alone might reveal. Supposedly, the song was written as an attack on Paul McCartney…in response to some songs on his second solo album that John felt were digs at HIM. However, at least a few of the lines seem to apply to John more than Paul. ‘So Sergeant Pepper took you by surprise.’ Well, John was the one who hated Pepper and was taken ‘by. “That’s not her thing and you know it.”“I didn’t say you SHOULD, just that you COULD.”“True. Not to mention it violates the cardinal rule that nobody except the three of us would be in our bed. We made THAT mistake one time.”“We both misjudged that situation,” Kara replied.“At least she’s managed to get past it.”“You could have knocked me over with a feather when Jesse told us last year she was going to marry Alexi!”“Same here, but really, in the end, I think she needed something like.