Her marriage to her teenage sweetheart – her first proper boyfriend. Still together and happy. Her career, my career – all the usual stuff. But th...re was flirting. Lots of flirting. And body language. There was definitely attraction there. We drank quite a bit and laughed a lot more. It was fun and easy. As it got quite late she leant in conspiratorially and whispered, “You know I had a huge crush on you, right? I mean, I couldn’t even look you in the eye when you came out of your office to. Their bed. The bed where they had lain, first as young passionate lovers, newly married, then as busy parents grabbing sex between caring for the children and building his career, and finally as almost strangers, laying next to each other in a barren expanse of stillness. Sitting on the bed she picked up the golf club, from the usually pristine duvet, now red with his blood, smeared with blood, red on white. Just like their wedding. White and red roses, her bouquet smelt sweet, her dress was. "What?" We think we may be over in love. It's more than General Anthony's goopiness. We just can't bear to be apart and then, when we're together, we have to touch each other. Surely it shouldn't be this intense?"Elspeth looked hard at him to make sure he was serious and then pulled them back into the group hug."There's nothing wrong with the intensity. In fact, it's rather wonderful for those around you to see and experience. It rubs off on us and we share some of your joy and happiness and. That night I took a long time preparing my body for my ultimate goal of having Erik fuck me. I wanted to be clean and smooth so I took a bath and shaved every inch of myself leaving only the hair on my head. After the bath I made sure I was clean inside as well so that he would have no hesitations.I lubed my ass and inserted my medium sized plug, grabbed my 7 inch dildo headed outside. I brought a towel to lie on the picnic table so as not to get any splinters and to clean up with afterwards..