It wasn’t nearly as strong as the first two, but it felt good, and surprised her.Tiffany laid there, breathing heavily, holding the dildo deep in he... pussy. She turned off the vibrator and set it on the bed next to her. She closed her eyes and started thinking about what she wanted Monica to do to her, starting to slide the dildo in and out of her and a slow and steady pace, building up the intensity. She wanted to take her time, enjoy her fantasies of her best friend and have fun with the. 'I liked you touching me, ' he said softly, and moved to one side again, holding out his hand. 'Come and sit here... please!'I perched on the side of the sun bed, and rested my hand on his thigh, and he sighed.'The only thing is — I wish you were naked, too — won't you take your shorts off?'I hesitated for a moment, then quickly slipped them off and tossed them onto the chair I'd vacated. My penis hardened almost instantly, and Guy smiled as I replaced my hand on his leg.'That's much better —. That’s good,” I said without thinking. “I mean ... I think I ordered an Americano but this is fine anyway. Thank you.”“Funny, when you were here the other night you ordered an espresso. I must have gotten the drinks confused,” she answered.“I’ve never been in here before,” I said.“You’re good but I’m psychic,” she said. Not another Mrs. Prior, I hoped. “You don’t have a man’s aura about you and Maizie exudes love for you. You are the woman who told me about Dag’s funeral. And I’ve got to thank. "There were several moments of silence as Getz scratched out something on the note pad. My mind was in a whirl of unanswered questions but the overriding thought of my wife being unfaithful after seven years of marriage was keeping my thoughts from falling into any sort of logical pattern.Finally I asked, "Detective, other than the room being registered in my wife's name, do you have... uh, evidence... that they were actually... lovers?"Once again he leaned back in his chair and studied me.