“It’s possible as I’m sure Brandy has told you. The position is awkward to say the least, but if your body is ready for that invasion, if you ar... deep enough to take my all and more then I’d love to find out. First though, we need to be sure our other lover is satisfied, because once you lay on your side you’ll be unable to sate her at all.” I drew her closer and kissed her, a deep pulsing kiss to drive her to wanton levels of need or greed. Brandy had been left aside too long and I parted. " She moaned while her dance continued still just as slow.And it was pure torment to watch Hermione at her most intimate and know he would not be able to do anything but wait, aching for release with every fiber of his being. She arched her back as she began kneading her other fleshy mound a little less gentle now, her moans and panting grew louder as they do when one knows that no one can hear you, only someone could and it only built on his pleasurable agony of waiting."Ooh god.. Y-yes...N-no. I wasn’t even completely convinced that hubby hadn’t set up the entire event, given his enjoyment for watching me with other men.It must have been nearly 11 pm before Eric asked if I was ready to make good on the wager. With at least three glasses of wine under my belt, I simply asked him to name his pleasure.“My pleasure would be on a blanket next to the fire, if you don’t mind an audience.” Eric replied.I responded by pulling my sweatpants off to expose my bushy red-haired pussy. Standing up,. I cried. I asked ‘Why???’ in a thousand different ways. It didn’t matter. Her mind was made up. ‘We’ll figure out what we’re going to do about the house,’ she said. ‘I’m sorry, Mark. I’m really sorry.’ I leaned in towards her. ‘Just one more kiss?’ I said. I knew it sounded pitiful when I said it but I thought if I could just kiss her one more time we’d feel that spark again and she’d love me again and like me again and whatever or whoever happened on this trip to leave her so certain she was.