To 7 a.m. shift? He shook the thoughts from his mind. He refused to let any mental pictures of Laura come to mind again and he was then, finally, able...to get to sleep.On Sunday, Tom went to bed at his usual time of 10:10 p.m. By 10:40 his wife was dressed and saying goodnight. She was off to work and would see him in the morning. At about 10:45 p.m. Tom heard the front door close and knew that his she had left the house for the night.He lay in bed thinking, almost regretting what he was about. ." she whispered to herself, using her middle and ring finger to slowly massage her clit. It wasn't long before her back was pressed against the shower wall and her right leg was propped up on the side of the tub as she roughly sank two fingers deep inside her dripping wet cunt. She bit her lower lip and whimpered slightly as the memory of Ryan filling her tight cunt with his big dick remained burned in her memory. She rolled her hips into her hand as she remembered how she could barely fit her. He slid inside of her as he thrust forward she met his thrusts and smiled at him. meeting his every thrust, as the wind blew softly across the field. they soon began to climax together, and both of them came in harmony, and just fell in each others arms, wrapped up tightly together as one. **Story 3** It is a story that took place many years ago. It took place in a beautiful city somewhere in Europe. Just outside the city was a wonderful forest, with a clearing in the middle of it, and a small. .." Can you think of a better time?"'Fuck!' I thought. 'She's using logic. I hate it when she does that!' I was forced to admit she was right.There were a lot of things I could have said but wasn't about to. I could have told her the truth that I'd been fantasizing about Veranda but I knew that wasn't going to help me. I could also have told her that the very idea she was suggesting I found both erotic and arousing. How does this sound? 'Sure honey, I'd love to have you tie me to the bed and.