Not just a kiss... no grinding.. pounding.. grabbing.. but a soft, slow, hello.. I Love This kinda kiss.. believe me.. I have used what I learned...from Connie throughout my life.. every time to my advantage.. with her consent..She never lets me take off my own clothes, instead, as she nibbles on my shoulder, or neck or even my nipples, she removes things, and pushes me toward the bed... and as I lie there looking up at her... she does that strip thing, kinda clumsy but sexy like she. He’ll position us over his lap and administer our discipline. He will spank until we sob then he hugs us ‘til we’re cried out. For Evie he tucks her in and kisses her goodnight. For me, the evening ends more intimately.”“God Edie, why are you telling me this?”“Because you will need to discipline Evelyn, of course; after all, she will expect it and will be disappointed if you should fail in your duties.”“Are you implying that she’d be disappointed if I didn’t spank her? Why would that. In our bed, she wore me out. There was nothing off limits with her. Her legs and butt, as I've already said were amazing, and even though she didn't have any breasts to speak of, her nipples were so sensitive that it seemed like she had orgasms just from me blowing on them. And speaking of blowing, that woman can still suck the chrome off of a trailer hitch. It was unusual for us not to have sex at least once a day even after being married for 5 years.If it hadn't been for Sallie though, none. She slid her thumb around and around my bum,occasionally putting pressure in the middle. She knew she was doing it right because I started to moan louder and she slowly and gently pushed her finger in,just to the first knuckle. Then she pulled out and started rimming again. She repeated this,sliding her finger further in each time, until it was all the way in, “ooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhh fuck yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhh” I was crying out and she started screwing my ass with her finger. She repeated.