And then another a bit lower. And another lower, still. Until eventually, a few dribbles dropped on the floor between his stocking clad legs, indicati...g my orgasm had subsided. He looked behind, at all the thick creamy spunk running down the tile clad wall, and he had the most devilish of grins on his face!However, instead of being ashamed and frightened as in previous encounters, I had an overwhelming urge to return the favour my lingerie clad lover had provided for me. I took him by his hands. "As they came together in a passionate embrace, it occurred to Gillian just how lonely she was. She was always throwing herself into work, or into some frivolous affair, but it had never truly replaced having a loved one in her life. She needed someone to love, someone who would stay. Nothing else would satisfy her anymore.They fell onto the bed, and then Gillian removed her lover's bra and tossed it aside. "I need you," she whispered into the redhead's ear, their bodies grinding against each. It was very exciting to be someones sex slave. And you took your top off and rode in his car half naked? Well, yes. Once I had told him that I was his sex slave for the weekend, I had to do whatever he told me to do. Well. From now on I want you to be my sex slave, and I want you to take all your clothes off now. Yes master. My bikini top came off first, then my split skirt, and finally my sandals. The next time that we stopped at traffic lights Andrew turned to look at me. Do you like what you. He exploded with laughter at Kit's reply. "Hey, honey, you sure talk sweet. But I don't wanna accommodate," I wanna fuck. That mean the same thing, baby? Tell me if it does--tell me you want me to fuck you. Go on, baby--I wanna hear you say it."Jack grinned down at his young wife as she sat before him on the couch. He welcomed her discomfort; it served her right for incurring the man's displeasure. And now that he thought of it, the man's proposal seemed more and more attractive. "Well, go on,.