Behind them, Melinda and Brooke exchanged glances. It was rumored that the Fazio money came from organized crime, and the gaudy opulence of the estate...tended to confirm their suspicions."Let's go straight to my room, shall we?" said Amelia. "Everything we'll need is there." They went up a curving marble staircase to a broad central hall. "This way," said Amelia, and they entered a bedroom about the size of a tennis court, with French doors along one side and an enormous round bed. There were. When questioned about it, he’d only say that he’d realised life in the fast lane wasn’t for him. The fact that I never pushed him for further details was probably one of the reasons our easy friendship had picked up where it left off. And I know this might sound strange, but hand on heart, it’d never occurred to me that our relationship could ever amount to more than just that: friendship. ‘Option two,’ I said slowly, pretending to mull over the possible alternatives, readying myself for his. May I please lick your pussy?” “No you may not. I’m going to keep playing with all of my toys. Maybe if you are good, I'll let you lick her, but only when I say so.” “Okay baby.” I then went to my draw and got out a vibrating anal plug. I sucked on it and slid it into my ass. It felt so good. Now I took the attachment off the wand and just laid it on my pussy. I was now getting vibrations from both ends. “This is so not fair. I want to lick your pussy and ass. Please may I?” “No you may. After some time I increased my speed and within minutes she came again heavily. I did not stop pumping her and I exploded in her pussy shortly. We were both exhausted and we rested in the bedroom holding each other passionately. Then she told me about her marriage. She told me that she is very fond of sex. Though her husband loved her very much their sex life is not at all happy. In fact she was controlling her sexual desire all these years for fear of the society. She thanked me very much and.