Bill could feel the bag resonate with each punch, the vibrations running through the bag and into his body. As she continued, he couldn't imagine how ...nyone could stand up to such punishment, and thanked God that the bag was absorbing most of it. As the minutes passed he could feel the blood pulsating through his body. He was sure that at any minute his cock would explode as it rubbed against the bag. Then, just before he reached the point of no return, he heard the bell ring and the bag. Fingers exploring her exposed and swollen nether lips, Anders runs them up and then down, nails teasing her engorged clit. “It’s my turn to please you,” he mutters.“I’ve been waiting too long,” she growls from deep in her belly.For a brief moment Anders wonders if she knew what he was up to back at the restaurant or if the comment meant something else entirely. Only when she pumps his shaft, her nail caressing the tender flesh of his balls, does he let the thought flitter away. Then she drags. That was the most attentive service we've ever had.After dinner we returned to the bar for as nightcap. Over our drinks, Erica informed me that the whole experience had made her very horny. She was surprised when I told her that it had made me horny too, and that I enjoyed it as much as the waiter. I asked her if she would like to show off a little bit more. She asked what I had in mind.I looked toward the guy on the stool next to her. She smiled at me, and then touched her necklace. As she. He held her away. "Please, my sweet. Please. We have to talk."Caryn's emotions had been whipsawed, from hope, to embarrassment, to love in seconds. She was in no shape to talk. She needed to feel, to express, to experience. Her arms were like a clamp, turn by turn, pulling Mike back to her. He resisted but as his lips drew closer he felt his own will wavering. Caryn's desire never wavered and it overwhelmed his wavering will. Their lips touched again and the electric current ran from one to the.