I whispered to him, “Make love to me. Fuck me. I want you in me.”That was just the right thing to say, because he stripped away the last of his cl...thing, and then was balls deep in my cunt and moving slowly and deliberately as we melded our bodies together.The two men were amazing in their staying power. I figured they’d each blast off their first load in only a couple of minutes, but twenty minutes after Rob slid his cock into me he was still going strong.Brad was similarly engaged with. They took both cars and went to their separate homes. John slept alone that night. Sylvia loved having her bed to herself. For sleeping. For sex it was a grand arena. One could have plenty of room for the rough and tumble of sex play that she was learning to crave, more and more. Tonight she slept the sleep of the blessed. John slept well too. He was so happy with how life was turning out for him and his loved ones. In the city Craig allowed Gretchen to sleep in his arms tonight. Often she. She had known that they were late. She should have woken the child and gotten her ready for school. She knew that she had pressing work for a client and the half day at kindergarten would be an invaluable opportunity to focus. But she had simply lacked the will and energy to do so. That was happening quite a bit lately. Despite weekly counselling sessions and a massive dose of Prozac, Sara could not seem to overcome the depression that dogged her every day and haunted her every dream. At. Her hands slid up his arms and down to caress his chest and stomach. Her lips found his bare shoulders and she gently bit him. "Type." she said again softly, and she heard the clack of the keys. She wriggled first one arm and then the other out of her own shirt, barely stopping her quest to taste every inch of his shoulders and neck. She pressed her naked breasts against his warm back, and his sharp intake gave her chills of pleasure. Her hands found his hardened nipples, and she teased them.