When she did, he turned to her and placed his thick cock into her hands.“What’s your name?” he asked.“Laura, what‘s yours?” my wife replie....“I’m Mike, and this is my first time here. A friend told me about this place so I decided to check it out.”“I am glad you did,” Laura cooed.Laura slid off the bed and kneeled in front of Mike. She held his cock in both hands and alternately licked and kissed it as they continued to talk.“Do you ever have trouble finding women who can handle something this. Chris and Gina brought Cassie and the kids to the house two days after the fire. Cassie was a shell of herself, barely functioning, and only by taking direction from others. Ashlyn quietly took a coloring book and sat at the dining room table, drawing pictures. Eric looked around, saw me, and crawled into my lap. I wrapped my arms around him, desperately wanting to, if not remove this awful reality entirely, shield him from it for as long as possible. Eric, for his part, sat quietly, not really. As I am on my way to the bedroom I pick up two wine glasses with some strawberries and raspberries and a bottle of White wine to make your favorite cocktail. I then come into the bedroom and join you. When you got to our bedroom you found a single red rose lying on your bathrobe with a note telling you just put on the bathrobe nothing else. Along with the rose there was also a chocolate mint. Out on the patio you see a tray full of body shampoo, oils, and lava sponge. Soft body brush and a. "I know." With that I moved my hand down to her thigh. It was soft and smooth. I will never tire of the feeling of a woman's thighs. I moved my hand up and to the inside of her leg. I reached the place where they touched each other. This is one of the most magical moments for lovers. To feel her thighs part in invitation. As my hand slid up the inside, just before I was going to touch her, the heat and moisture radiated off her and she slid her hips forward ever so slightly, hastening.