I liked it too, but not today. Today I wanted something more, something that just wasn't safe.It wasn't safe, not by a long shot.Most of what we do is...'t safe. We walk to the store; we get in cars and drive at 70 miles per hour; we fly in planes; we eat food we didn't grow ourselves. Society keeps things safe. We follow rules: stay in your lane, on your side of the road. Restaurants get rated by the government. Pilots are trained to do their jobs. Society's mores keep us safe.I could crush his. This latest chapter in their ongoing saga of sexual excess began with Bob stepping out of the shower. She’d given him a quick greeting, and turned back to her cramming. Wordlessly Bob walked over to her side of the bed, flipped her over, ripped off her shorts and panties, quickly lubricated her over-sensitive snatch with his tongue and then, ignoring her surprised, feeble protests, moved in between her widespread legs and took possession of her tired body. It was exasperating, she really did. I waste no time in moving my mouth over your mound, lapping the sweetness up into my mouth, my smooth tongue running its course from your dripping hole to your quivering bud, running my tongue several times around it, just to hear you moan and feel you squirm beneath me. I retrace my path and plunge my tongue into you, at the same time sucking on anything i can get my mouth around, milking you for every sweet drop that you put out. I give my hands a break from your aching peaks and focus one. But tonight isn’t just for me. You need to be used hard and passed around ... you need to know what that is like. After all, when we come home tonight, you’ve arranged for a dessert for us, so someone else will be getting passed around, at least between you and me.”Gretchen looked longingly once more at Nina, pursing her lips to blow a kiss. She turned to the bed to start getting dressed. First she donned a pair of tall skin-tight leather boots, zipping them up from her ankles to mid-thigh. The.