"How much?" she asked playfully.His arms encircled her, and he pulled her to him, his head resting against the warm skin of her stomach.His voice was ...uffled as he said, "I'll show you how much."She smiled, and then gasped when he pressed a kiss to her navel.He continued to press soft, tantalizing kisses on her smooth skin.She pushed him away and sat down on the bed beside him. She took his face in her hands, kissing his forehead, his cheeks, his eyes, and finally his mouth. She lingered there,. Getting in to her car that morning to go make a presentation to a new client she spilled tea across the passenger seat of her car. Running late, all she had time to do was throw her work out towel over the seat. The presentation had gone badly, the director of the non-profit seemed to know exactly where the weaknesses in her pitch were, and honed in on each and every one of them. To top it off, she got back to her car to find a parking ticket. She fought tears on the entire drive back from. “Just wait there my pretty” I said as I climbed onto the bed behind Beckie. I rolled the tip of my thumb around her brown hole and slipped it in.”Mmmmmmmm” said Beckie still playing with herself.”U gonna put your cock up my ass or not?” she demanded. Not one to disappoint I got myself into position, steadied myself and put the head of my cock to her arsehole. I slowly slid the head of my cock inside, it was tight, even with the oil as lube. ”Gnnnfff” Beckie grunted “Ooooooooh” as I slid more. I only needed to come up with fifty-six more of these to play in one-minute slots on Elaine's show.Neither April nor Maggie stayed into the evening with us.It's pretty bizarre. I look around the room and see the cameras have at least been stowed in a corner. There are drapes covering the front door—in fact, that whole end of the house. I suppose the window and door are too distracting to film the exercise show in front of. All of our pillows and the big chair have been moved away from the.