Maybe even someone would belatedly react to the Liberator's obscenely noisy report and investigate. And they'd find the Senator and his aide, and it w...uldn't take brain surgery for them to make the connection to the unexpected constituent who'd come a-calling and gone away so cheerfully.Move it! my mind kept telling me. Still, I didn't want to give the impression of a criminal running away from the scene of his crime. So I walked, but quickly, down the corridor and back through the atrium and. I have my face pressed close to her, tasting her, breathing her in, letting her unique, beautiful flavor tingle parts of my tongue that makes me think only image, and the image is only her. I am entirely consumed by this, no other thought powerful enough to pry my mind from where I am, what I am doing. So I continue. Alyce aids me, she takes over the task of pulling her panties to the side. I love that she does this, and I look up at her. She is beautiful, her face so engrossed in the. Now I get to lie here and listen to my wife purr, I swear she's actually purring, in contentment without me being the slightest bit involved. And it burns my britches 'cause I've no one to blame but myself.It was a bit of laziness on my part, actually. The wife's always been one to enjoy herself in bed. A hurried job once in a while is OK, but try that too often? No siree, Bob; that dog just won't hunt. Well, you have heard, as a guy gets a bit older and middle age keeps trying to creep in. She was dark and short, slim waist and heavy breasts, she loved to wear those cheap jewelry and make up that gave her a horny look. It all started one day when I was just out from the shower and changing clothes and my window was open as there is nothing behind, except a tree and I saw hansa sitting under the tree and playing with grass. The exhibitionist in me took over and I came in my balcony in a towel and stood there till I knew hansa was looking at me. This continued for a few days and.