“Why do you ask that question?” I inquired.“Well, the look on your face gives you away,” he replied, before qualifying, “It’s a look that ...eflects far more than just a passing interest. Your gaze definitely reveals a nostalgic air of regret.”I smiled and complimented him on his perceptiveness, before telling him all about Gareth and my fantasies.Once I was done, Declan asked, “So, what are you going to do about the Gareth ‘replicant’… Surely you don’t what to add a second regret to your. Will you make love to me now?” I didn’t know what to say so I leaned down and kissed her full on the lips. As I was doing this I started sliding my cock over her pussy and clit and she began to kiss me deeper. It was as if she were imagining me fucking her and carrying out the actions with her mouth. She wasn’t going to wait long. I broke off the kiss and knelt up. With one hand I took my cock and began to rub the head on the entrance to her pussy then slowly eased just the head in. Sara’s. Her shoes came off first, her eyes locked on mine. Her britches followed and she folded them carefully and placed them on a chair. She did not wear bloomers like mine, but silk shorts which had a delicious transparency to them, such delicate material were they fashioned in. I could perceive through them a dark triangle similar to that which covered my most private of parts. Soon though I was gazing on that triangle uncovered and watched as she sat, brazenly spreading her legs and touching. ... Mhnot exactly..."Synthia wasn't bothered. Even though it still wasn't too comfortable for her. Sometimes, to be able not to question herself, Synthia wouldn't mind to be taken by force. Knowing that, Mike was kind enough to not deny her this pleasure. He would gladly violated her on his own terms. Sometimes.But these other times, Mike preferred to be stumbled over his silly fetish-things. He'd love to hear her mumbling the words throughout the fellatio process. She was kind enough to not.