It’s early afternoon, we're both dressed for work... and play. I press the button for the lift. We almost can’t look at each other, no words yet. ...t takes an age to come; finally the doors open. Empty. Room 1917... 19th floor. I hit the button, the doors close. I see the fire in your eyes and drop my bag. You grab my head, pulling it down, kissing my lips, mouths open, tongues fighting already. The floors start to ping by, thankfully slowly. I lift you up onto the rail that runs round the lift.. Selena Gomez and my coworker will definitely make it into the "things I whisper to my husband about while making love" category. However, my crush on Carrie was largely self-isolated. It was severe enough that I had a different journal about her.07/02/----My purple journal tells everything relating to Carrie and the entire contents is about my “Homosexual urges” except the stuff written in this journal. 08/21/----It is so different to read what I just wrote compared with the stuff I have. Your husband is free to film you with them if you want him too. They are all or daughters so you have our permission.”My wife said, “Thank you. I think I would like that. Do your daughters enjoy oral sex as much as mine do?”Each man in turn said, “Yes. Yes. Yes.”Then the leader said, “My girls like to eat their mother too as well as to let me fuck them. How about your girls.”My wife replied, “Right now they are still virgins and the way Laurie tastes I don’t want her spoiled just yet.”My wife. Her moaning, and knowing she was enjoying being fucked, only spurred the Coach on. Soon he was slam fucking her. Because he had so recently came, he had better than normal staying power, meaning Becky just might be receiving the best fuck of her life. Becky began having a series of small orgasms, but when the Coach blasted the walls of her tight little cunt with cum, she had a mind-blowing orgasm. Over the next school year and a half, the Coach fucked her many times, even taking her anal.