Kit nodded but wasn't smiling. In a calm voice she asked, "When was the last time he just held you, or simply spent time kissing and touching you. Swe...theart, when was the last time he gently made love to you?"She sat there in a daze, looking questioningly at Kit. "What?"With a determined sigh, Kit looked at her friend for a moment before going on. "Mandy," she asked bluntly, "was he making love to you or just fucking you?"Mandy's buried her face in her hands and sobbed deeply. But why? Why. We get back to the room and we chat for a bit and enjoy a few more drinks. My wife, the shy one normally, stands up and asks the woman if she has ever been with another woman. Julie answers no and my wife takes it a step further and asks her if she wants to be with another woman. Julie says, “Well, I wouldn’t be here if I didn’t.” They meet each other in the middle of the room and start kissing. This is when I realize that it is so hot to watch my wife kiss another woman! This kiss is very long. The first thing she noticed was that she had more hair there then most of the women in the videos. They must trim it she thought. She wondered if men prefered them that way? She thought about that for a bit and decided that she wanted to trim her's too. If for no other reason than it would help her to see it better. She'd have to make a trip into town sometime and get supplies for that.Sara continued to stare at her body in the mirror when she had an idea. She decided to watch herself. It was sweet much like a cherry.by this time i couldn't restrain myself. i reached across his lap and started rubbing his cock through his pants. his eyes opened and his head slowly lifted. he looked down at my hand, watched it move. then he looked over at me. bit his lip and stared into my eyes. he felt so big. he had to be over 10 inches. a size most men would envy. he put his hand over mine and guided my strokes. " i live about a block away" he whispered as i kept rubbing him. i liked how.