“You know I enjoy hanging out with the guys, but I was really hoping to have you to myself today,” I told him.“Ya, why’s that?” he asked.“...ometimes it’s just nice you know... when the guys are around, the conversation always ends up being about the same old fishing stories,” I pouted.“But baby, I brought your favourite little red rod and your lucky lure. You can get in on the conversation too,” he said. Like that was what I wanted to do, I thought sarcastically. Now normally I enjoy fishing. Connie had been out of town for the weekend and had just gotten around to returning her phone calls as she'd been busy as hell for the last few days and yeah, she'd love to see Kathy and no, she was free that night, and no, Bob was in Dallas at some meeting and couldn't make it, but sure, she could come over and hang out for a while, soon as she ate and okay, yeah, a hamburger would be fine and could she pick up anything on the way over to drink, which reminded me that I hadn't been out of the. Her body was naturally thrashing about though considering her pussy was on the verge of exploding into his mouth. Madelyn ran her fingers through his hair before tightly grabbing a handful as the first wave of the orgasm came crashing over her body. His hands moved around to her hold her hips so she wouldn’t buck too hard. His mouth not leaving her pussy as more and more waves crashed through her body. She tried to pull away, but he wasn’t having any of that. He firmly held her where she was. Anne snuggled up to him and took the wine glass from his hand taking a long drink. She sat the glass on the end table and straddled him, kissing him hard, grinding herself down onto his erection. She looked fantastic in the new lingerie. Drew broke the kiss and eased her off of his lap and stood up. She glanced at the bulge in his pants, and then at the stuff on the ottoman. Her heart skipped a beat and her clitoris tingled. She watched as he fastened two of the chains to the legs of the.