He picked me up by my bum and gently threw me on the table. With his mouth still on my boobs he unbuttoned my shorts and took them off. I threw my hea... back at the feeling of his cock and hand pressed against my pussy and his tongue biting vicously at my nipples. He looked up and whispered into my ear “you dirty slut, not wearing any knickers”. He grabbed my hips and pulled me to the edge of the table and then kneeled down to my pussy. He started kissing my thighs and planting gentle kisses on. I couldn't imagine this. It's so much better. Your cock is touching me in places I've never been touched. Causing sensations I've never felt." How do you feel?" he asked."Sexy," I answered, honestly."Hot?" Yes. I do feel hot." Wanted?" Yes." Good. You are. Hot. And sexy. And wanted." And how about you, Phil?" I asked, my boldness again at the surface. "Do you like my pussy?" I love the way your pussy feels pulsing around my cock." As good as you imagined?" Better," he answered."Do you feel. She fed the twins from her breasts and put them down for sleep. She used that time to take a quick shower, then went in to check on them again. They were both still peacefully asleep, which was a relief for her. She set the baby monitor and carried the other device back to her own room. Amber looked at herself in the mirror, seeing her wet hair hanging all about. She untied her robe and pulled it open, looking over her swelled breasts. Both nipples were erect and engorged with milk. Her hands. He was far enough behind so that I already had a cup of, what I saw as, bad coffee. Everyone else might like it, but it was too weak and bland for my taste. Too many years of stale convenience store coffee had ruined my taste buds.‎I saw the five foot ten inch, or so male enter the room. At least he didn’t sashay in, I thought. He wasn’t so much feminine as just too damn clean looking.‎‎”Good morning Mr Rollins.” he said.‎‎”Good morning Porter,” I answered coolly.‎I watched as he poured himself.