Our last go, rendering no more than a pitiful drop leaking weakly out of either of us.Spent, I think with relief, after months and months of mania, I�...�m finally spent.No sooner had that thought hit me, when the next biological drive announces itself. Hunger. It’s after midday and I am ravenous.Maybe we didn’t get around to dinner last night after all? Ethan whips up a breakfast of champions. Eggs, bacon, fried tomato and hash browns, each in generous helping. I can’t remember anything ever. I found myself wrapping my legs around his body, I think. I found myself pulling at him too. I had my arms around him and pulling his upper body against mine. I was in heat. I so wanted him and I wanted him badly. I was burning up all over. I needed him more then I realized I needed him. “There I was, lying on the ground, and here he was feeling me up, kind of. I wanted him to touch my tits for real. I started telling myself that I wished he touch them for real. So I did. I told him to feel. She's dressed for business. Gray suit, white blouse,not see through, beige stockings, three inch black leather sling backs,pearls. Ah! Gucci handbag. Very nice! Now! Does she shop here regularlyor is this a one time stop? It's Friday, payday. Maybe this is herregular stop. I'll return next Friday to determine her pattern.She's still shopping. I must check out now. Go to my van, watch,binoculars, spot her vehicle. Try to photograph it.There she comes! Stopping at that blue job. Ah ha! She. I want your tits to be slick. I want to pull on your nipples until they harden.’ ‘I want to suck your cock.’ I said in a whispered tone, opened my mouth into an ‘o’ shape and ran my tongue in and out a few times. Jon smiled as he sipped his wine. ‘I would like to suckle in one of your nipples and roll it around inside my mouth, nibbling on it a bit while I run my hands over and into every part of your luscious body.’ He returned the verbal volley. His statement made my pussy go wet. ‘I want.