"Through here," said Sharon, walking across to it and turning the handle."Wait! Are you sure we won't disturb them?" asked Danny. Anita in particular ...e didn't fancy waking up.Sharon rolled her eyes. "Don't worry Danny-boy, they sleep like the dead."With that, they entered the room. Danny wasn't quite sure what he was expecting, but this certainly wasn't it. The room looked much like a lounge, with a comfortable looking couch and a few chairs, even a coffee table with a couple of magazines on. "Not only is it a word my Lady but it's a sex position." Well I've never heard of it. " She half-heartedly struggled against him."My Lady, you do yoga don't you?" He grinned."I do, why?" She frowned."Good."He tore off her thong and ripped open her corset before she could respond.His member was hard, inflamed and throbbing. Taking hold of her feet he brought them up to his shoulders as he kneeled in front of her sex."Now take your feet up to your ears."The grin had been replaced by one of raw. The sheer intensity of it rocks you loose from bonds of the flesh, and then you're floating free, part of something much greater than yourself. It's been like that for me at times. Not often enough, though."Quite a glib explanation, Mick thought. If that didn't get Jimmy Boy curious, nothing would. Not that it would make any difference to our friendship... but, man, he sure does have a nice ass.Jimmy ordered a small butt plug from a mail-order sextoy shop recommended by Mick. When the package. He gently pushed them back, further and more, toward her perky tits. Her honeycomb hideout was freshly shaved and she saw him look at her as he cocked her legs open, stretching her hamstring by leaning gently in with his body weight. This pressure made her feel him hardening up, and his feel made her moan. This made him press himself further against the soft, fat lips of her slit. She ground back against her husband, looking at his eyes as he concentrated on hers. She did not see his hand.