I have my hands on your bottom and push your hips I to mine, crushing your soft mound to my throbbing bulge.The water runs over our mouths and closed ...yes, you arms are about my neck, our mouths are wet and soft on one another.I fall to my knees, unable to hold back any longer, and pressing tou back against the tiled wall, I gently part your legs, and push my mouth on to your vagina, thrusting my tongue between your labia lips, seeking your clit, and you sweet wetness, beyond the falling. While we were talking, I thought of three women that are especially desperate. I'll talk it over with them next week and let you know how things go. Now let's go upstairs to the bedroom. I've been waiting all week to get screwed!" In the bedroom, Vanessa had been busy preparing for this day. There were whips, chains, ropes, cuffs, Hitachi Magic Wand, vibrators, a mask, a collar and other tools of sexual satisfaction. "Gino," she said. "I want to be your slave just like Anastasia in 'Fifty. Which makes the story I am about to relate all the dumber.My best friend Becky invited me to a bridal shower for her sister Rosemary. It was typical shower with a lot of gag gifts and kidding around. I did my fair share of the kidding by giving Rosemary a large polish sausage with a jar of Vaseline and a note telling her that practice makes perfect. We had several drinks during the party and while we were not drunk, we were in a good mood. One of the girls suggested we take the party to a local. “That was insane. We coulda been caught. Man, were we drunk. We were nuts.” “The only thing nuts were mine when they were in your mouth.” Mike fell back laughing, almost dropping his hot dog. He recovered for a moment. “And you weren’t so drunk you didn’t do a good job sucking my cock.” He broke up again. Jake pulled a stick out of the fire and threw it at Mike. “Hey, as I remember it you did a pretty good job sucking mine - that is for an amateur. But we’d better stop talking about this.