Her pussy tasted so sweet and was so soft, I actually lifted her up and let her rest both her legs on my shoulders so that I could delve even deeper w...th my tongue. Having ripped off her shirt and bra, Angel was massaging her breasts with one hand and running her fingers through my hair, stammering how good it felt and how much she had missed my touch. While working diligently, I couldn’t help but look up and admire her full breasts, dominating my view as if I was standing at the base of two. On some shore I cannot see across the blue waste of water lies a place that once may have been home. I try to remember what it was like there, what I did, who I loved. I almost remember when my wounds reopen and I allow myself to sink into blackness. Images drown me in the water that is now my home. A snippet of laughter, a soft kiss, a forgotten bit of sun. It is only the jeering of the gulls high above. There is sand in my mouth. A continent stretches behind me yet I do not look for others of. She walked right up to my wife and embraced her. Their tits smashed into one another, their hands were on each other’s ass cheeks, and they were kissing. My wife was giving Stella a better kiss than she gives me. I started to feel jealous and then I started to feel aroused.When the kiss ended they both looked at me. Stella asked, “Did you like that? I know that I did. I’ve wanted to kiss your wife for years.”My wife replied, “Why didn’t you ever tell me? I’m not lesbian or even bisexual but I. Under her skilled hands Alexis was able to quickly bring herself to a climax. Sighing morosely and leaning against the wall of the shower stall she felt the slight twitches which always accompanied an orgasm start to dissipate under the hot water of the shower.“Man I really need to get laid.” she thought to herselfQuickly rinsing the soap off Alexis stepped out of the water into the cold air of the locker room she giggled to herself as she used the palm of her hand to brush her nipples made.