You writhe in pleasure, just trying to hold yourself up. The harder I push into you, the hotter you get - and the louder you get. You finally roll bac... on me and onto the couch, looking for a break. But it isn't to be. I keep my fingers inside you and work them slowly. You are so hot, wet, naked and swollen, having just been worked over for the first time, and you look fucking incredible. Your hips begin to move against my fingers again, your breath still heavy and your hair a mess. Your. I don’t know how we started but we discussed our research. Apparently Michelle looked for an MA studies in social science and the chat evolved on life, work her workaholic boyfriend. From this and that we got along and one day, and in some others we used to take breaks from the stressing work and share our sexual desires. But this is for another story. One day when we had time I asked her gently why she is not for anal. She said – as many usually are saying – that she tried it once but she. .. Frisha?" My name's changed as well?" exclaimed Glen, although he realised itwas hardly a consolation considering he had lost his member."Well you can hardly be 'Glen' like that can you." Heysha said givinghim another look up and down. "I mean, what would people think?" Heyshastarted acting out something in a mocking voice; "Oh, save us. ThankGod, here comes... 'Glen'. Doesn't really have the right ring to itdoes it, let's be honest Frisha." That's not my name."Heysha laughed. "Look at. Downstairs, in the vestibule of the building, she was surprised to find Denise and Stan waiting for her.Stan, Anne and Denise all went in to Covent Garden, and had dinner at 'Trotters' cafe in Covent Garden. They didn't make a huge thing of it as Anne would have to be back in work the next morning, but a loving, relaxed meal was enjoyed by all three of them. The restaurant was, of course, very busy but the food was glorious and the wine chosen by the sommelier complemented the meal.