"I did go out with a couple of guys in other bands," Ryan said. "It never worked out, though." "Why not? Not that I'm complaining." Ryan paused as she...considered the question. "Well, I guess they thought I was too serious about my career, and I should have been more serious about theirs. Like it was cool that I was in a band, so long as nothing happened. But if I wanted to work with Imaginary Grace on something, or we had a gig, and it interfered with whatever was going on with whoever I was. You push my feet apart and bend me over, so my top half is lying on the bed. I gasp as the cool comforter comes in contact with my rock hard nubs. You allow me to turn my head slightly, so I can breathe as I lie there. You kick my feet a little wider and then begin exploring my garden with your fingers. I have never been touched like this before, and I am becoming wetter as you continue creating these new sensations for me to learn. As you explore, I begin to shake and tremble. I am grateful. Kip knelt behind her and began pulling her ass cheeks apart jerking his cock between them. My sexy little wife must have felt the rapid movement of Kip’s hand as he stroked himself. Kip occasionally rubbed the wet tip of his dick against her ass cheeks and to my amazement my wife thrust her sexy little ass back at him, eagerly wanting him to enter her pussy. From my vantage point I could easily tell that was obviously not what was planned for my wife. Kip was breathing very rapidly and suddenly. "I whine and she chuckles then moves back down my neck. "You're so needy, I love it."A smile spreads across my lips as she kisses down my stomach after flicking my nipples with her tongue. She uses her tongue to trace a path down to my center and flicks her tongue over my clit. I moan and arch my back. "Mmm...so wet."Kelly mumbles then slides her arms underneath my bent thighs and caresses my hips. I bite my lip and wait for her next move but she doesn't make one. I become impatient and grind.