Emma calms herself after about fifteen minutes. Donald kissing her head and then lifting her face to him, with his thumb he rubs away her tears and s...eared makeup. He kisses each of her eyes. And then her cheeks, her ears, and finally, her lips, pressing into her awaiting mouth deep and long.Emma sighs with contentment.“Did I do what you wanted me to?” Emma asks expectantly. She is so afraid she did not meet up to his expectations.Donald kisses her again, and rubs her breasts, removing the. I knew she would be reluctant to do this under normal circumstances, so I decided to wait until she provoked me. Today, she had.A few weeks earlier we had been enjoying a bit of girl/girl porn together, which often gets the two of us in the mood. A poignant clip which featured a shapely, attractive blond woman (like me!) nailing a shapely, attractive brunette (like Trish!) with a strap on. Trish was nonplussed; she actually squealed.“Look at that, Laura! Why the Hell would any. . I moved closer to her and kissed her on hte lips... I knew we were going to get naked and so had noreason to blush anymore... I whispered that I wanted to take her right now... and as I said that I undid her trousers and catching her panty elastic with my thumbs slid everything she was wearing down...she kicked it off... to make the scene perfect I was hoping her pussy would be smooth and shaved... it was not, but it was trimmed neatly, and hte same red as her head... against the pale. This was a problem for many reasons. First off, he was married. He loved his wife but she had not given him anything in the ways of sex for a very long time. I was with a man at the time who I felt I loved, but still he never seemed to compare to my friend. “I love you,” He would tell him. “You know that right?” “Yeah I know,” I would answer. Dying inside to scream it back. “You are a great friend who I love dearly.” I hated him. So many times I was told that he loved me as a friend and.