“Morning, Husband,” Jess said. She turned away from the counter where she was toasting some bagels and gave me a quick kiss. She was wearing the b...throbe that Emma had the night before.I returned the kiss and gave her ass cheeks a brief squeeze. Releasing them, I went to the coffee pot and poured myself a cup; Jess resumed preparing breakfast.I sat down at the table with my cup; Jess had already laid out some muffins (store bought; she wasn’t THAT ambitious first thing in the morning), bacon. His eyebrows lifted. ‘Oh? So that’s working out, then?’ he commented as we walked toward the bar. Gwen had been seeing a law school student for a few weeks now, the four of us had been out together a couple of times. Nick and I were both entertained by their completely disparate personalities. Their conversations seemed to consist of mainly good-natured debates and bickering. ‘Somehow,’ I said, grinning. I stopped to face him. ‘Will you stay tonight?’ I said softly. He cupped my cheek and gave. “Now I make love to you, honey” I tell him. I look down past my hanging breasts and watch his dark dick (so dark for a light skinned Filipno) go in and out and how wet it is. “Honey, you make me so turn on. I love your dick….”. I get on knees and then feet and bounce up and down, loving his hard dick and how it feels thrusting up inside my cunt. He reaches up and grabs my breasts and I say to squeeze them…. I got big tits for Filipina, and his fingers holding and squeezing them and. Yes, Stephanie realized she was a daunting creature to the opposite sex. She used her sensuality completely, but still, she felt empty inside. Even in her conquests.Stephanie stepped out of the shower, dried off, and walked naked back into her room. As expected, her bed was now empty and she was again alone. It had become a ritual; something she could not help. Well, she could help it by using any of the toys in her bottom drawer, but none of them felt as good as the real thing. Stephanie’s sex.