You hear the door open and listen to him step inside and shut the door quietly behind him. You picture him in your mind’s eye, standing there just i...side the door, taking a moment to look around at your apartment before coming into the bedroom. Finally you hear him enter the bedroom and walk to the side of the bed and stop. You can see him in your mind’s eye, standing there looking down at your, at what he can see of your face that isn’t covered by the eye shade, at the shape of your body under. Joe: I was stationed in the South for a while. It isn't meant to demean or disrespect. Actually, it is a sign of respect.Tina: It just seems unusual to use it these days.Joe: I'll stop using it with you if you'd prefer.Tina: No, that's okay. I was just curious.Joe: So, is there anyone else around there calling you 'honey' these days?Tina: Joe, you know better. Of course not! I don't have time. And even if I did, the men I meet are either married or there's a reason why they aren't! And I refuse. "Are your asses getting nice and slick? You're going to lube my cock, but it still needs to slide in your asses effortlessly." My husband's cock is not as big," Joanna commented."But he's not here about to ass fuck you so you have to take mine." I wasn't usually snippy but some stupid remarks brought it out in me."That's true."I nodded. "Relube your index fingers and lube up your middle fingers then put both fingers in each other's ass." Both fingers?" said Joanna."My cock is much wider," I. I beckoned the three closer and initiated a group hug. Their soft warm skin against mine was delightful as I inhaled the heady mix of three aroused women before stepping back to raise a glass and toast our good luck.At that point, the bathroom door rattled, and a slightly flushed Abi stepped into the room.“I’ve never er, rinsed like that before. It’s kinda weird but nice at the same time.”I moved to take her in my arms and hugged her tightly. Her full breasts and rigid nips rubbed against my.