She shuddered as she came down from that peak, her legs almost giving way under her. So naturally, I scooped her up into my arms and carried her into ...er bedroom, setting her down on the soft bed and closing/locking the door. I wasn't finished with her by a long-shot. She sat up on the bed and looked at me, momentarily confused and still slightly dazed from the orgasm she'd just had. I took off my shirt and the look changed to one of knowing and then to pure lust as she yanked her shirt over. Then, while trying to insert his head into her rectum, it got too much for him and he messily ejaculated onto the floor, the heavy white cream splattering under the chair. He didn't lose interest in his bowel worship, and continued to furiously tongue the roseate-framed opening. This stupendously erotic scene was fascinating to Mary, and as I worked on my own penis, I could see her staring avidly at the stage scene as she furiously twirled her fingers at her vagina. She began an orgasm,. “We’ll do what we can but it’s not like we can pick and choose what’s viable and what isn’t.”I nodded again. Having some movement in my forearm and hand would permit me to do a lot more than having feeling in two fingers. But I was left with what I could get.“So, let me explain what we’re going to do today,” Sondra said after softly gripping my fingers.The next few minutes were spent with her telling me about the procedure and pointing out the area in my elbow that they were going to explore.I. I sat there staring at her picture on my Facebook screen for what seemed like an eternity, but was in fact only about 30 seconds. My difficulty now was that I had to prepare for two eventualities. One, and the most likely, was that we would simply have a pleasant social evening, talk about kids and family, then call it a night a couple of hours later. Two, and I think my penis thought this one up, was that we would take our flirting to the next level and end up doing something very.