Becky is super-hot, smarter than me, and funny, but my cock still isn’t use to the lack of regular sex. Usually when I’m dating a girl, its regula... sex all the time, even if it’s only once a night. And when I’m single, it’ll be sex, sex, sex, multiple girls every day. So with Becky, I have been walking around with a major boner, dripping cock snot, for months. Fuck, just talking about this now is causing my dick to drip.Of course you could guess my reaction when she text me just as I had gotten. She sat back down on the couch next to her husband and Harry Perkins."You filthy man," she said to her husband, smiling as his hand lewdly massaged her hugely billowing tit.John guffawed. "Only trying to keep up with my little wife!"John looked over at Harry Perkins, who was sitting beside Ruth. He was running his hand appreciatively over her huge, whitely billowing tits, feeling their amazingly soft silkiness. As he teased a coral-tipped nip to erectness under his thumb and forefinger, he. Your tongue delved into me and my whole body quivered, my back arching, toes curling as my feet pushed against your knees, but you only pulled me closer against your mouth, not allowing me to glide away from you in frenzied over-stimulation.Green, green, green.The sky was opening up above us, and I could see every star above our heads in the sunny blue sky. You were working a magic that my mind had no hope of comprehending, pulsing all around me as my breath became a secondary function, panting. I opened the door to my carand sat down, being sure to sweep my dress from the back and scissor mylegs in like any woman would.The drive to Gurnee Mills was quick and uneventful. I reveled in thefeelings of my boot clad feet manipulating the pedals and my nylonedlegs sliding together and against the lining of the dress. I parkedoutside of Bed Bath and Beyond and wrapped my cape around my body andgrabbed my purse. I entered the store and began to shop, picking thingsup with my manicured hands.