One could make out the edge of a bed and what seem to be the silhouette of a naked man lying on his back.Hesitant steps forward until your feet meet t...e wooden edge of the bed,Frontier of your youth, last guardian of your innocence You know you can, but you are not sure you should.Jessie slowly climbed on the bed and her hands and knees come in contact with hard calf muscles. She continued her journey forward, carried by her own growing excitement. In a clumsy move, the back of her hand touches. ‘Gruhch… aaargh…gorpf…gorpf…’ She loved his cock. It was beautiful, hot and hard. If she never experienced another it wouldn’t have been the end of her world. Suzanne loved her husband more than anyone on earth – loved him enough to give him what she knew deep down he wanted and needed. She pulled herself off of his cock and turned her face up to his. ‘Master, you are the kindest and most caring Master a girl could hope to love.’ She looked down for a moment and stuck her tongue out to lick his. No wonder I was parched and starving. The rest of the evening was pure quality-time with my lovely boyfriend and we went to bed at a reasonable time this time, cuddled and slept soundly. Sunday started with frantic morning-sex, breakfast in bed, followed by a lovely walk in the mild, sunny morning. Everything a hard-working girl needs. I had not actually been fed spunk since Friday night but I was not exactly craving it any more. Perhaps, I decided, I turn into the depraved,. That was when all laughing stopped. I looked into her big grey eyes her looking into my green eyes. Both of us saying nothing, doing nothing. I was increasingly aware of how close she was, how her smooth thighs were ageist my own. How her breasts were touching mine only thin material between us. How her pulse was quickening. I started to pull away but scarlets hold on my waists kept me in place. She instead smiled at me. Kitty she said. Yeah Scarlett I replied my voice quite. She moved her.