”“I have.” She sipped more of her wine. “This is very good. I could develop a taste for this.”“I think some proseccos are as good as some ...hampagnes. They’re about a third as expensive, though.”I finished the last of my mixed grill and saw Mae scooping the last of her risotto. “There’s a little prosecco left,” I said. “Split it?”“Sure.”I poured some into her glass and emptied the bottle into mine. “Dessert and coffee?” I asked.“I’m too full for dessert,” she replied, “and I don’t care for. "Seriously.” Lacey nudged my legs apart with mock authority and pulled the comforter from my back. “Um, are we still kidding here?” I felt my pulse quicken a bit. My ass was exposed and I was stark naked.Was she for real? I rolled on my side, waving the moment off with a tense chuckle. “Not so tough anymore, are we?” Lacy said in triumph. She thought she’d made her point. “I’ll do some research and get back to you.” Lacey looked down and noticed my cock was hard and pulsing with. Our mouths opened wide. Our tongues meeting like two fiery serpents engaged in mortal combat. As our tongues swirled over and around each other, each seeking the advantage, every nerve ending in my mouth was exploding with increase need. A pyrotechnic display of lights, like Fourth of July Roman Candles, was playing out across the insides of my tightly closed eyelids. My moans were growing louder as I started thrusting my swollen pussy lips against the base of his cock, forcing them apart,. Plenty of times, we make love and then go back to sleep. It's a swell way to start the day. When we have to, we get up and settle down on the cushions for coffee and muffins, still naked, still touching and loving each other. It all feels so comfortable.Eventually we got going that weekend; Tom and Alex headed downtown to find a solution to the display problem, Mary and Will to the stables. Saul and I were still stretched on the cushions."You going to synagogue today?" No, guess not." Gonna.