Just feel two little fingertips, one of them is my tongue, and one of them is my finger. Just up in little feathery strokes, or one long, smooth line....Up... and back down...Just enjoy the feel... Enjoy the thoughts of what you'd be feeling if I was really there with you. What would you want to do to me? Because I'd like to do a lot to you. This isn't even the half of it! Okay...Now what I want you to do is, again, hold the base of your cock in one hand, and then with the other hand, just your. I love the job or jobs that I do. I love my new family, playing cards and being with you. I loved to be the best at volleyball and made the commitment to excellence. I can talk about those things. Women tend to trap themselves with, a husband, kids, a job, a big house and other obligations and then hate all of them. The choices they make should be deliberate and in the end, they should be happy. Make the kids do their part. Get a smaller house or a richer husband. They should make a conscious. As she reached an orgasm, I used my tongue again, and it sent her over the edge. She screamed so loudly that I rushed up to her face and cupped her mouth with my hand. Her eyes changed, I moved my hand, and we began to kiss just as we did a few moments earlier under a flickering hotel light. "Out of thanks for choosing our hotel," she smiled coyly, "I would like to make sure you leave us completely satisfied with all the services we provide."This line made me laugh harder than I thought it. Next evening Will walks into his house from his car with Julia walking behind him with Beth and Sophia getting out of there car and following them into the house. Will walks into the great room from the entrance hallway removing his suit jacket. Julia helps him with his jacket and hands it to Beth who takes it upstairs to hang up in the Master Bedroom closet. Then comes back downstairs to the great room to join the rest who was standing in line in front of their Master.“Ok introductions are in.