' she thoughtAs most couples appeared in the breakfast room the Officer would politely provide a plate of breakfast to his companion of the night. Lad... Johnson thought that some women looked as though they were at least contented with what had happened, while her friend, Vicky Carmichael, positively glowed. When their eyes met, they smiled at each other.When General von Buelow came down to breakfast his red-haired companion looked very unhappy and tired, and was draped in a sheet held together. I pulled on my little skirt the one He likes so much. I slid on that soft velvety one he liked from the other night. I pulled a white v neck tee shirt out of the closet and slid it over my head. I tucked it into the skirt; I slid on my stockings and slid my toes into my shoes as we finished up our conversation on the phone. I left the house about five or so minutes later.I met up with Him next to the Sun. I gathered myself took a deep breath and slid my body into His truck. As I got in I. He pushed back her hood with his forefinger and her distended clit came into view. Cyn couldn’t stop her hips from bucking as he ran a finger around it several times. Zach was poised to push his fingers into her and suck on the delicious little nubbin when Cyn suddenly stiffened and wailed. She was coming from just that little contact and I had a flash of jealousy at that moment. Cyn hadn’t come so hard and fast since we first met. But then I realized that it was because we were used to. The orgasm was so strong, and she felt the pill being sucked up inside her as she cried out, tears rolling down her cheeks as the nurses left the room; the main nurse telling her she could go home. She limped back to her car, slumping into the driver’s seat and cursing all men everywhere.It was that same day that Gabby got out of the shower, wrapping herself tightly in a towel and walking downstairs, wondering aimlessly around the empty house, alone. On the Friday her kids where at school, her.