Sensual bittersweet pain pulsating through her whole entire body,I insert three fingers in her and propel them with immeasurable speed,As my tongue ch...nges patterns of penetration there…Yes ladies! There! That one!Have you ever consumed the butterscotch sweet roll of Scotland?Its unique icing will surely coat your tongue in original taste,And its creamy soft texture will render your taste buds ecstatic.However ladies, there is something that I must articulate:Nothing compares to. One of them leaned out the window and called, “Hey, do you go to my school, baby?” The ridiculous question caused his friends to laugh like hyenas, so he persisted. “Seriously, you’re shaking that big ol’ thang like you’re trying to break it. You need a ride someplace?”I was already angry, first at having to dress like this in the first place, and even worse, to have to walk home wearing this humiliating outfit, when Sheila could have easily dropped me off or allowed me to call Mark for a ride.. ”She gave me a big kiss, “Okay, see you later!” and left the room still naked.I crashed again so missed any of the audio entertainment that might have issued from the front room.Sometime before dawn I woke up and she was snuggled up behind me. Headache was gone and I had a morning woodie so I rearranged to be on my back and started tweaking her nipples. That’s one way she likes me to wake her up. She reached down and felt my rigid meat and rolled on top of me, expert me expertly, embedding me. My wife was quite the sight lying back in her tub of hot water. Looking sexy as hell she asked if Dave had stopped by and told her he had and he was fixing himself a drink and we might play some music if it was okay with her. She winked at me and said it was a shame he had stopped by because she was rather horny and would rather go to bed and screw. Without thinking about what I was saying I asked her if she would like to have Dave join us. We had known Dave for almost as long as we were.