I told her that it was a thrill for me too. Tiffany suggested that we masturbate together the next day. When she saw the expression on my face she sai... that I could hide mine under my desk if I wanted too but that she was thinking about wearing in a dress. I had trouble keeping my erection under control that day.However it came back immediately upon seeing Tiffany the next morning. She did indeed have on a dress. It was probably the perfect length for a bank teller provided that her big belly. . ahhh... shit... ahhh."Shari watched in fascination as his spunk shot out in great globs.Shari loved pleasing Mo'. She smiled as he bent to kiss her, then touched, forehead to forehead."Shari..." Mo' struggled for words. "You... are... wonderful. That was... fantastic."Shari hands encircled Mo's head. Mo' reached out with his palms and, brushing her nipples on the way, put his arms around her."Do you... really... love me... Shari?" he said.She nodded bringing his head up and down with. . slice the roast for us and fix your plate. I'll get the salad dressing." Would you like a glass of wine with dinner?" James asked as he opened the glass doors on his latest project. He had converted one of Cathy's eyelevel cabinets from shelves for dishes to one where he could display his favorite wine selection."I don't think so. I'd rather have a clear head," Cathy responded as she put her plate on the table and spoke quietly. "Where were you when I got home?" Oh, I went across the street. The silence stretched between us, broken only by the sounds of the night outside her window; the soft chirp of frogs, the call of a nightingale, and the faraway howl of a lone wolf, to which I attributed the shivers travelling up and down my spine. “My name is Rapunzel.” “Yes. I know.” I whispered before I could stop myself. She responded by furrowing her brows gracing me with a somewhat confused smile. “I’ve often dreamed of leaving.” “I know that too.” I dared to venture, my eyes never.