” The prime minister shook her head, her blue eyes darting back and forth. There still was no color in her cheeks.I hoped this would work.“FUCK HE...! FUCK HER! FUCK HER!”“Please, please, don’t forget about passion,” Maurice said, looking over her shoulder at her wife as I pulled her pussy to my mouth. She gasped as I licked and moaned at her snatch. Then she groaned, “I miss you doing this to me. Eating me. You’re so good at it, Phillipa.”“FUCK HER! FUCK HER! FUCK HER!”I shuddered as my tongue. “I’d just love to feel your hot cream inside me but we’ve just got to be safe so come on over here. You’ve got such a nice erection that I get excited just thinking about you fucking me with that.”With that she tore the foil and took his stiff member and stroked it a few times to engorge it more and then sheathed it in the lubricated condom knowing that she had enough personal lube already. She was squishy between her legs.She lay back down and then said, “Come on now and put that thing where. With a slight quiver she added, "Iwouldn't want to go through that again. I feel like I was draggedthrough broken glass after having been roasted on a spit."That response reduced Liz to a pitiful puddle as the waterworks startedagain. Mike took the pills from his pocket and gave two more to hiswife. Then he turned to Carol, "Honey, the good news is that's a once-in-a lifetime event. You have traveled on a one-way street and there'sno going back." At this point, shading the truth was. And when Mary realized that she was craving some sexual excitement, her mind boggled."Got to get out of here... " She got her bike out of the garage and headed toward town. She'd buy herself something nice. She'd go to a movie. Anything to keep sex out of her mind. Mary needed to prove to herself that she wasn't the slave to an idea.But the pedaling and the rhythmic rub of her crotch against the hard bike seat wasn't helping. She grew light-headed and breathless. By the time she'd reached the.