Sorry about that babe. With all that’s going on I hope you understand my choice for ice cream instead of this.” Elena said as she gestured towards...my crotch.Elena just grabbed the entire container of ice cream and a spoon, granted it wasn’t a very big container so even I could eat it in one go. She then headed to our bedroom. Once we were alone Maxine stood in front of me and dropped to her knees.“I’d love nothing more than to have this cock deep inside my pussy but I don’t want to take any. "Look," said Rocky, "there's a boat out on the lake."Natasha and Bullwinkle looked in the direction Rocky was pointing and saw a small cabin cruiser just off shore. The craft was under power and traveling slowly in tight but erratic circles."Maybe the pilot has seen your friend," said Bullwinkle."Looks like pilot has seen nothing but bottle," Natasha replied. "He looks drunk." I swear I've seen that kind of boatmanship somewhere before," said Rocky. "Ahoy the boat," the intrepid squirrel. So he would come in the Sunday morning and return in the afternoon but he can not come in all Sundays as his job in the railways follows a shift system and he has duty on every alternate Sundays. The Sundays on which Mukundan doesn’t come is a working day for Sree Lakshmi. She has an average three men, morning, afternoon and night, to deal with but she enjoyed every session she engaged with her beauty increased mush after the delivery her already white smooth skins got more smooth and radiant. Given we both like heels, I expected a baseline of sexy shoes.“We had an open marriage agreement. I may not have been articulate enough at first, but I realized that after your first couple of adventures, they excited the hell out of me. I remember our reading about a couple doing that in one of the story magazines -- Penthouse Variations -- IIRC, where a couple had three agreements when she went out: he’d pick her clothes with her having a right to veto, she wouldn’t clean up if they had had.