In fact, pictured him losing control, taking me where I lay, roughly pressing inside, widening my velvety pussy with his lovely fat cock and putting h...s full weight on me, pinning me to the bed as I let him use my body for our mutual pleasure. The reality, however, was better. When his palms came to rest on my upturned bottom I knew I was in for a treat. He gently parted my cheeks, feasting on the sight of my smooth cleft and its wrinkled centrepiece. I could feel his eyes burning into me,. An idea comes into my mind that I have thought about previously, but dismissed through lack of courage.I take another sip of wine and think… fuck it, you only live once…“So… I’ve got this idea…” I begin, my heart pounding as I speak.He listens intently as I remind him of a conversation we once had about how I have wanted to have some erotic, boudoir-style photos taken for a long time, but how I have never had enough confidence to get naked in front of a photographer. He smiles as he says he. I run to him and hug him, and I realize he has been out drinking, which he rarely does, and probably hasn’t had any dinner. He staggers in a very awkward fashion toward the bedroom, and with his clothes on, falls onto the bed. By the time I reach the bedroom, he has begun to snore. This is so unlike him. Normally incredibly sensitive and thoughtful… I think he must have some story to go along with this. I wish he were awake… and then the idea hits me. I head for the toy box and retrieve. " Susan said sharply."We'll need to figure out the sleeping arrangements but I'm sure I can figure something out," Bill said as he fought to hold a smile in."I'm, I'm sure you could," Susan spluttered as she turned red. Her thoughts had turned to the changing configurations of her recent seat and the possible sleeping arrangements. She blushed harder."This unit will sleep ten the way it is set up now so I am sure we can figure out a separate place for each of us to sleep," Bill said slowly and.