"Helena was playing the piano, an arrangement of Dvořák's 'Humoresque' number seven, so she was easy to find. She looked round and stopped. "Hullo, ...irosa. Come to sing?" Um ... I didn't want to disturb you." 'S okay. I like playing while you sing." Actually," Belle interrupted, "she came to ask me about wearing a black collar. I told her I was the wrong person to ask." Oh, because..." Exactly." So what do you want to know, Mirosa?" Well, that black collar says 'you can do anything you like'.. Instead of slaking her desire, the oral pleasures only made her want him more. During a lull, Jabin looked down at Samir’s strong body and noticed his cock, standing hard and ready. She needed to feel its steely softness in her hands! She reached down between her legs and pulled Samir’s head up. He trailed kisses again, this time up to her face, and his body covered hers. Now his warm, spicy scent mingled with her musk. She kissed him deeply and tasted herself on his tongue. So good! Her hand. I had my hands around her ass and worked my fingers into her butt hole, where I moved them around. She started bucking on my lap."Yes, oh my god, that feels good!" "I've needed your cock for so long." "Oh, I'm going to cum!" "I'm cuming! "Ahhhhh" "Yes, I love your fingers in my ass." "OOOh it feels soooo good!"I could feel our combined cum running down the crack of my ass and onto the chair. I briefly wandered who was going to clean it up. As we settled down, Sally kissed me long and hard. She. Please.” Diane was extremely embarrassed. She was reluctant to talk about sex even with her husband, let alone anybody else. “My husband’s unhappy,” was all she could bring herself to say. “Oh?” Diane didn’t say anything. “Diane, at your age, there’s really only three things couples fight about. The kids. Money. Sex.” “Yeah.” “Sex?” “Yeah.” “He wants it more than he gets it?” “Yes.” “Do you enjoy sex?” “I don’t know.” “That means one of two things, Diane. It either means no. Or it means, you.