“My God, Frank that was awesome, best BJ ever,” I squeaked out.“Time for me to make love and fuck you,” Frank said.Frank picked me up, as if I...was weightless, and carried me to his bedroom and placed me on his bed. He got in beside me and took me in his arms and began gently kissing me. By the time his tongue entered my mouth, I was hard as a rock again.As he kissed me, his hands were massaging all over me. He tweaked my nipples sending a thrill through me. He slowly stroked my cock. I thought. She had got totally wet and …Suddenly the morning alarm rang and she had to get up to prepare her kids for school. Despite this, She was feeling extremely happy and relieved because now she would be getting extreme liberty without any guilty feeling simply through her Hubby and indirectly by the guidance of her incredible friend Kamini. She was extremely looking forward to meeting Kamini the next time over again.Since she was in a Good mood, she made a delicious breakfast for her family, their. Hairless and smooth, and longer than Christian’s by more than an inch, it was truly a joy to be holding and for the first time I consciously contemplated having it inside me, in my mouth, in my poor, soaking little vagina.As Christian inhaled to speak I stopped him with a kiss, short and chaste, but enough. I needed quiet for contemplation, and Ben seemed to understand that better. I hadn’t noticed his hand on my thigh, engrossed as I was in my own little feel-athon, but now it slipped quickly. "Mark went on, in his low, assuring voice."The feeling of power comes when a woman is confident, but power can also come from another P—pleasure."Pleasure, I thought. I waited 'til Mark proceeded. He took a big sip from his Bacardi and motioned me to do the same. I took a big gulp and felt the alcohol sting in my mouth. Inside, my emotions were swirling out of control. Deep in my soul, my breasts were aching as never before. I was embarrassed to note that my nipples were terribly hard. Never.