Steve tapped her engagement and wedding rings, on her left hand. "Your rings. It makes me uncomfortable when we're out, with you wearing these rings. ...'d like you to stop wearing them."Jen was taken aback. "Stop wearing my rings?" That's right, I'd like you to stop wearing these rings while we're seeing each other." Steve took on a sly, mischievous smile. "But be honest, it would probably turn your husband on if you stopped wearing your rings, because I wanted you to."Jen didn't say anything,. Maybe with me kneeling between your legs, naked – with my cock in my hand.”Rachel touched her hand, and their fingers tangled. I was on the carpet with them when Rachel leaned close to kiss Naomi. Before their lips touched, she whispered, “Rachel, are you sure?”“Kiss me, Naomi. Then kiss Guy. We want to love you, if you’ll let us. Look at Guy’s cock, standing tall and erect, then tell me you wouldn’t love to have his big cock in your pussy.”“But, I’ve never...”“Then it’s about time you let a. "About how you're both SO in love with me and how I'm so perfect and how you wish there were more of me so that you wouldn't have to share and--" And how you've got this funny idea that burping in someone's face is endearing when really it's just disgustingly foul. How even years after Adrienne complained to you about leaving your socks on the floor when you were freshmen you're STILL doing it. How you always seem to fart incessantly after you've eaten-- Hey!"Now it was Sasha's turn to wobble. ..She had attended the same school I had, and came complete with a letter of recommendation from my old economics professor. Her senior project was one with which I was very familiar.Needless to say, she got the job.There was much to be done, and no time for flirting, so we got busy. We worked virtually around the clock for seven months, taking minimal time for baths and meals, everyone pitching in with their best efforts, and no one worked harder than that young woman. She was tough,.