”Tiffany put Marcus on speaker phone so Laura and Shelly could hear.“Ok. Hi girls, I’m Marcus and I was telling Tiffany about the time of my nea... divorce in 1984. My wife asked me in bed if there was something special I would like. I told her I wanted her to release an air biscuit. No hesitation. She let out a tiny squeeker on cue, right in my face. The next day she unloaded a whopper that damn near singed the carpet. Sounded like she killed a huge duck. It was total romance. She never topped. Neither of us could begin to get enough of the other, and I happily lost my identity, falling into his, making his life the only important thing to me."It was so intense, that it burned out almost as suddenly as it started, and he simply walked out one night, and never came back..." She went off inside her head, again, revisiting that summer romance."When I realized he had really and truly left me, I was relieved ... I NEEDED to rediscover me, before I became one of those helpless, useless,. Suddenly, he recognized her face, and knew why she was familiar, and why he had to remember that he'd never met her before."Camile, I believe?" said Steve, as the woman reached him.She blinked once, and tilted her head to one side as she looked him over. "Yes, that's right," she said. "Have we met? Or did you research us somehow before you came calling?" Neither," Steve replied. "The answer is a bit complicated, and perhaps best discussed in private. Before I do so, I need to have a chat with. I couldn't feel the heat of his body and the anticipation was almost too much.I felt a something sharp and cool caress my backside. I shuddered with fear as the object drew patterns into my skin. There was no pain, but not knowing what this was or what he was doing heightened my senses like never before. I could feel his hand begin stroking my back as I trembled beneath him. The sensation stopped and a new one started. Hot and wet- his tongue traced my most intimate areas, flicking and digging.