The physical aches paled before the wrenching pain of knowing she would never hold the girl again, never kiss her, never embrace her while the two of ...hem shuddered in white-hot ecstacies.And so, that evening just before dinner time, when the doorbell rang, she had no expectations. She answered it expecting nothing in particular. She didn't even comb her hair, and just pulled on an old threadbare bathrobe. And who should be standing there but Rina.Laura couldn't help grinning wanly. "This is. .. and you're not her..." I'm sorry, my husband. I had to make it appear as if I died. I'm sorry." Her appearance changed for a moment, then changed back. Bandor's face crumpled."All this time, I thought you were dead..." I know," she whispered. "It was the only way I could assure your survival. I'm sorry."Bandor finally hugged her, but it was obvious there would be words later between the two. She turned away, a sad look on her face ... a face that brightened considerably when she saw Jermel,. So what do naked horny guys do while they sip their coffee? Well, I can't answer for any but me but for a long time now, I would play with my cock while I had my breakfast. It seemed to amuse Hannah and it certainly amused me. I always thought that if it was out there in the open, it was there to play with.Then, one Sunday afternoon when we were watching a football game on the box, one that we neither really cared which team won, at halftime, Hannah, with the score tied, picked a side and asked. "On your knees," I softly commanded, pleased at the way she instantly complied with my instruction. I undid the zipper on my pants and peeled them down, then started to do the same with my underwear, but Sylvie looked up at me with a hungry look and said, "Please, Master...allow me to do this." I let my hands fall to my sides as I nodded compliance, and then Sylvie reached out and began to slide my underwear off my loins, joining my pants about my ankles as she eyed my male member hungrily,.