It enveloped and teased me, pulled and played with my senses. That damned cologne...and I was quite sure the love letter hidden behind the crapload o... junk mail -- its scent wasn't nearly so damn strong.A blank, pale red envelope lay on the blackwood table. A single, elegant ribbon was tied around it. As I set the mail down and gently picked up the envelope, I turned it at every angle. It was sealed with a lover's touch and caress. A simple, yet royal 'D' was written on the exterior of the. Tentatively at first then with more courage soon I was sucking at her tongue trapping her lip between my teeth, wrestling her tongue with mine, it felt so natural so easy and so damn hot. After a few minutes she drew back ‘good girl’ she murmured smiling contentedly she caught both my wrists with the same hand pulled her scarf off and bound them to the headboard, only once shed finished did I realise what was going on. ‘W w w what are you doing?’ I asked in a frightened tone. She raised a. Finally, our floor came along, and we climbed out and walked toward Andrea's room."Ok, there’s one really embarrassing thing." Amie said, obviously trying to find a way to explain something. "Ok, you realize I'm happily married. The issue is, my legs are all stubbly above the knees. And I can't exactly go home with all shaven legs, my husband would ask questions. God, this is so embarrassing!" Fine. Later on, I'll shave you." I intentionally left of saying "your legs", because whatever she had,. Well, not a real man. Not with fucking tits like yours. Just push your bum back and forth, like you do when you’re on top in a fuck session, and I’ll help get you going with my fingers. It’ll be fun. You see!’ It surprised Amna just how much fun it actually turned out to be. She plunged the enormous phallus deeper and deeper into Fluff’s cunt, which had a capacity way beyond her own, and followed Fluff’s directions, as her lover put her fingers to Amna’s cunt and anus, massaging and arousing.