And it only happened because Danica took matters into her own hands to try to jump start their sex life. Wait, what sex life? But she’s glad things...ended the way it did. Had she not walked in on Stewart fucking that girl, more than likely, she’d still be with him. “Earth to Danica…” John called out as he noticed the blank expression on her face as she stared out the window. “Huh?” she asked, snapping back to reality as they pulled into the parking lot of the bar. “You’ve been zoned out the. I’m guessing she should still eat more, and I hope she will eat more with time, but when she does she’ll also be so active and energetic the extra calories will turn not into fat but into energy and action, and maybe too healthy modest bit of body fat everybody should have. And that’s how a bright soul leads to a firm shapely leg.Well, DNA has certainly been kind to her. Good cheekbones, great smile, great eyes, just enough ‘strangeness in the proportion’ of fingers and legs to be strikingly. . it HAD been awhile since their last BDSM session. It seemed like there was no time anymore. And when there was, both were so tired from the day's activities they just didn't have the energy. He had noticed it as well, but even a Master has to make a living. Here was an opportunity for them both to reconnect the way they both loved so much. A BDSM munch sounded like just the ticket! "We'll see jewel. I won't promise anything, but we'll see," he said. She appreciated his caution - she knew. My stomach though no longer flat, is rounded, my thighs flare out in womanly fashion. There is nothing in your eyes that tells me you are displeased or turned off by what you gaze at.You seem unsure though, so I take the initiative and get on the bed to sit by your side, I bend down and kiss you gently on your forehead, letting my breast settle against your upper chest.My lips meet yours and I lead you into a deep kiss. My tongue strokes yours and I nibble at it until I capture your full lower.