" I hear her breathing speed up as she shifts again so I can reach the other side, licking and nibbling in the the way that I know that she loves so m...ch. Her fingers continue to move upward on my leg slowly, and as I try to inhale her nipple into my throat, I feel her other hand on my neck, pressing me into her chest.Suddenly, she stops and pulls back, panting gently. "Too fast," she giggles. "If I keep this up, I'm going to have to fuck your brains out way too fast, and I want to make this. I sighed heavily, and intoned, ‘Definitely remind me to take you shopping more.’ ‘Oh baby, this is nothing. Just wait until we get back.’ ****************** The coffee shop was packed, even for a Sunday. We were standing in line four customers deep, but we didn’t mind. Karen, in her search for something to wear, found an old pair of jeans tucked back in one of her drawers. She hadn’t worn them since we were first married, but she slid into them easily. Donning a red, latex ballet top, she. ”I hung up, then picked up and dialled.“XYZ Construction, Sam Robison. How may I help you?”“Mister Robison, this is Dulcie Chesterman. The Bishop asked me to ring you. Apparently you have a problem with one of your projects.”“My project, in fact. Woodham Hall. We’re intending to redevelop it as a hotel and retreat centre. Several of my workers have expressed unease about the Hall itself, and there’s a ruined chapel in the grounds that we want to restore, but none of my people will go near it. I. The machine said something that only R2-D2 could have understood, and neither woman seemed to think this was worth bothering about. Pre-cum began to dribble out of me as Nurse Helen continued stroking. She used a latex thumb to smear the secretion over the glans. “Good,” she said, pulling away from Nurse Sophie. “Everything seems to be in working order so far.”Sophie turned to look at the machine, which was still giving intermittent bleeps. “Clear signs of arousal,” she decided.Nurse Helen.