She had a taste for fine foods and even owned a very respectable wardrobe which mostly just collected dust since she had no social life. She desperate...y needed a hobby. The closest thing she had to one of those was her visits to the gym to keep her body well toned, or to a shooting club to keep her marksmanship sharp.She occasionally tried sparring to practice her hand to hand combat skills but that never went over well. Her potential sparring partners were usually men, which excited her, but. "I'm gonna burn out a finger." He took a deep breath, nodded."One – two – three!" and a musical avalanche ensued.Cindy squealed in glee, punching me. She leaned over and whispered, "This is magic! I live in magic!"In the midst of it all, Dan 2.0 returned with his little Cajun accordion and Nikki's triangle. She dangled it and told Kara, "Gimme a G!" to the laughter of the crowd. Her striker hit the triangle and produced a single ringing note. She smiled. "Okay, I'm good to go." You'd better. My hardon started to fade, and my dick became flaccid in my hand, she stroked the strap on even more vigorously. She motioned to the living room and smacked me hard across the ass with the spatula as I walked toward it."Bend over that," she said, pointing to the couch. She removed her robe and spread it over the arm. I caressed her body with my eyes, taking in her every curve. The way the straps hugged the folds beneath her butt cheeks and framed her perfect ass was nothing short of. When Susan kissed, she didn't fool around about it. As soon as my lips touched hers, I felt her tongue lick out and slide across them, then dart out, probe between my lips and retreat. I pushed my tongue forward in response and she opened to me, welcomed me, licked at my tongue with hers. We mashed our lips together, turning our heads from side to side as we dived into a passionate kiss.We might never have ended that first kiss except that our position was a little awkward. I pulled my hand.