It wasn't unusual for me to get the blow by blow, no pun intended, of some of those dates, as they were "reenacted" with me in the privacy of my den. ...uring a commercial break, with the TV muted, Ashley decided to reenact her last date, which was with a football player who apparently pushed the envelope. Which, when it comes to Ashley, means he got rough with her. She pulled me on top of her on one end of the couch and spread her legs, pulling me into the classic man on top position. She spread. ”“I dare you to demonstrate how to properly pleasure breasts with your mouth.”“Perfect!” I leaned at my girlfriend and took the tip of her left breast in my mouth, tonguing her hard, slightly smaller point, gently pinching the other one with my fingers. I stopped after about twenty seconds but before I got back in my position, Lucia stopped me and said I was only halfway done. “And put some actual effort into it, babe.” I looked up and Alyssa just shrugged.“Go for it, man,” I heard Jake say.I. After a long day of work, dinner, a little romance, candles or wine is all she longs for. She would love the moments where dinner would be cooked, she can walk in the house and everything would be taken care of, including her. All of the time she takes care of everyone else and it is midnight until she can slip into the bubbles in the tub with a glass of wine and the candles lit. Then she still lays in the tub and fantasizes about her husband of 15 years coming into the bathroom and asking her. She leaned forward to kiss his black beard and felt her dress being pulled up over her hips. It was Alfs son Bret who had come in the back door un-noticed. What a nice ass Mrs Ali. She turned her head around to see Bret starting to take his boxer short off. As he did a cock just a bit smaller than his fathers sprang out from the waistband. He leaned over and kissed her on the ass cheek and started to feel her asshole with his finger and then with his tongue. As she was climaxing she bounced to.