“You do not have to apologise to me. When I make love — because for me it is always making love, even when I behave like a harlot and say and do t...ings that might shock—I give myself completely to my partner. He has my body, my soul, my brain, my bones, my blood, and yes, my love.”She looked at me tenderly. “I know that men, especially Englishmen, use the word sparingly, but when I am taken to rapture I become in love with he who provides me with that experience. After the experience fades so. “Mm-hm.” She said, perfectly, nodding. “Just transferred here. For NASA.” “NASA?” Jen asked. “Yep. Shuttle engineering.” Ooo, a smart one, Jen thought. “My name’s Jen.” “I’m Sara.” “I love that name.” Jen said smiling. “Yeah?” Sara said cutely. The bartender brought her drink. She picked it up and looked over to her friend back at her table. They weren’t paying attention, immersed in their own conversation. She turned her head back around and sat in the stool that met at the other side of the. Yes, oh, please feel my hole I moan. You slide the head of your cock into me slowly. I push my hips back against you. I feel your length deep inside me as you begin to thrust in and out slowly. You reach up and grab my hair pulling my head back as you begin to thrust in and out of me faster. Im pulled up with my back against your stomach. You move my head to the side as you bite down roughly on my neck. I moan. I pull your hand up over my tits. You slide your hand up around my neck holding it. His hand cupped his ball as his other reached for the back of her head. Dual moans and groans filled the room. She slurped and licked the entire length, running her tongue down to his sack, her fingers piggybacking his own, with her other hand at her ever wetter pussy, running it's length, plunging her fingers in and out deftly, a wet slurping sound matching that of her mouth. She returned to the tip, then with encouragement from his hand, she took his full length to the back of her throat. He.