She found it soothing, until he went down on her at the same time; tongue tickling her clit as well as fingering her, it became orgasmic.He tried for ... second finger, again she tried to worm her way up the bed, he loath to imagine what was going to happen when he ultimately presented his cock up to her. But, have her he would! Finally she surrendered to the second finger, but couldn’t comprehend the reason for it at this stage. She was actually crying with desire now, gripping him firmly around. She knew her lawyer had been good, but this was a fast and total capitulation! “You must have something really juicy on him!”“Terri, Brenda, and Paige - you’re all on official notice. Barbara needs some heavy-duty sex. Work out a schedule for your husbands to come over and visit. If they visit twice a week, Barbara can have Sunday to recuperate!” interjected Georgia.This set off a wild chorus of laughter and outrage. Another round of drinks was forthcoming.Barbara gave a sly smile and sipped at. “It’s me or acting.”“Don’t do that! I’m not going to fuck around with no ultimatum.”“Pick one. I’m serious.”“It’s my dream to be an actor. I’m not giving that up. I’ll take care of my daughter, but I guess we’re through.”“It’s that fucking easy for you to walk away, you bastard!”“I ain’t nobody’s bastard. You can calm that shit down now.”She pushed him. “Stop! I’m not about to fight you. I’m outta here.”“I hate you,” she fumed.D.A. got in his metallic gray 2012 Dodge Charger. He drove for a. When I reached the end of the beach, rather than explore by clambering over the rocks, I headed up the road to the main street, and began working my way back, looking in on all the different souvenir shops. After a bit I realized there was nothing stopping me from having a beer. I didn't have to be anywhere or do anything. I found myself grinning like an idiot, and my skin prickled. I sat down at a table at a restaurant that opened onto the street and ordered a Singha, and watched the people,.