Those words often amazed him. They spoke of important things he sometimes did not understand. They spoke tenderly of him and the affection his lover f...lt toward him. Once they had spoken harshly. Once they had called him SICK. But only once. But he realized that that one cruel insult helped him to remember his lover's kinder words all the more sweetly. He would spend all night gazing at his lover's face that way, and thinking thoughts of true love and devotion. Until the alarm clock rang,. "Gaaaagghh." she moaned happily as the cock rode up like a nonstop express elevator. His balls slammed in against her asshole, bringing a low groan of pain-delight from his wife. Her legs uncoiled and then her calves were against his buttocks, her heels and toenails were used as spurs. She began grinding her ass into the mattress, making sharp little circular motions that were viciously exciting. He really didn't have much moving to do; she did most of it, arching her back and using her legs on. She gasped with excitement. Then she took off her coat and scarf and hung it on the coat-rack behind the door. Then she went to the door that lead deeper into the shop. It was covered by a heavy golden velvet curtain. She hesitated, she was in the deep water now. Didn´t even knew which of her numerous partners from the last weeks that had been writing the notes. She turned around, stood with her back to the doorway. It would be so much easier, if hands would reach out from the darkness behind. I knew that when he passed, my pale breasts and thighs would be in clear view. I heard him coming, but pretended not to notice as I fumbled with the clasp of my garter. My heart pounded as I realized that he wasn't passing, but coming directly my way. I kept fingers busy and felt my nipple suddenly slip from the ruffled front of my shirt."Here's your wine mom." Jim said as he boldly walked right up to me.My hand was visibly trembling as I reached for the glass. He was wearing only a loose.