Ever so gently, I lifted Katie's head and set her down on the pillow. I rolled over on my side and into my wife's waiting arms. We were all still nake....My hands went instantly to her perfect breasts. We kissed tenderly. My lips worked their way down her neck. Mr. Happy was up and ready to go.I rolled Melinda on to her back, but she stopped me."Not yet," she said softly and motioned in the direction of the other two girls.The first rays of morning were just coming through the bedroom window. Of. It stings and you whimper as another blow rains down on your oily, shiny smooth cheeks. ‘Is....that...what...you....like?’ I ask, slapping hard with each blow. I grip your hair roughly, pulling your face up from the pillow, turning your face to me. Sweat is pouring down your face as you kiss me hard. I turn you to face the headboard. You raise yourself up on your hands as I push your legs wider apart. You are so open for me, so wet. For a moment, you are focussed on the adrenaline from being. As her fantasies increased in intensity and frequency, so too did her time dedicated to her trusty vibrators, pearl and opal. Rabbit was reserved for the special occasions. As she shared the intimate details of her sex life, it was almost comical how obvious the problem was - she spent so much time masturbating and fantasizing about known and random men, that there was little excitement left for her husband. "Well Michelle, seems like you are more aware of the problem by simply explaining it to. Somehow, her logic makes sense...” “She's good at getting what she wants,” Dana nodded. “And that's just it,” Michael frowned, “I was thinking about what you told me about your guys' graduation...” “What about?” “What you told me she said to her principal: 'for all the times you fucked me.' When I first heard you tell me that I figured it had something to with Fiona having trouble in school, that she and her principal didn't get along, but then I started thinking... What if she meant it.