Nanette gaveme permission to color my hair so I went with a pretty frosting, anupdated version of Dame Oblea's look, which thrilled my husband. I too...a picture of the dear Dame to show my stylist and asked her to give me aversion of his look. The day I came from the salon I felt nervous, neverhaving colored my hair before. I told the cook to prepare an appetizer,salad, main dish and dessert which Nanette loved. I selected a good wineand arranged for us to be served in our private dining. I was finding areas of her body that responded to touch and stimulus. I loved the exploration and delighted at each new place. The inside of her elbow had her gasping as I gently nibbled and pinched her skin with my teeth. That and cupping her sex, rather than entering her, soon had Helen writhing, her hips gyrating in pelvic thrusts as she rubbed her sex against my hand. She was soaked again. Her secretions coated my hand and her hair and I marvelled at her ability to be so ready for me.. I stood up, facing the guys, smiled shyly and slid my pajama bottons down. "If I lose, I'll make breakfast in just my underwear," I offered. "But after that, I'll be able to have my pajamas back."We sat down and played another round. I won the first two hands, and was feeling good about the game. I lost a round, then won two more. Rick was already on his honor, and Jeff and I were tied. Rick got a 31, which meant both Jeff and I lost; I was down to two buttons. Hoping for an early win, I. She didnt care that the men inside the house were strangers. She was hot and any semblance of propriety was easily discarded when she felt this way. I wonder if they would like to watch me cum, she thought and reached for the huge dildo that was on the table beside her. It slipped into her open pussy with ease and she started pumping it in and out as she had earlier in the day. It felt fantastic and she wanted the men to see and hear her. Carrie moaned as the tool struck the end of her open.