I was proud of my accomplishment and grinned in anticipation of what would happen next.They laid me down on the cushion and said “Let’s get these ...ants off, Cunt.” Now there’s nothing a girl likes better that having a man take off her panties so I readily obliged, spreading my legs as wide as possible when they were done to give them a full view of my pussy. They took turns eating my pussy and fingering my cunt and ass hole and I was going into convulsions with all that pleasure.They then. C. because I wanted to see some of the country and I didn't want to be rushed. I wasn't feeling great, but I was a little more in control of my emotions. I had resolved my marriage and it was now part of my history. I was still angry, but I couldn't pin down exactly what or who I was angry with. Joyce? Her stupid employer who thought up that encounter session? Ransid Bagashit or whatever that Swami's name was? Claire LaPointe? Ontario Divorce Law? The answer was probably all of the above.I. After sliding the curtain closed, Jill slid her hand under the blanket, and began to give Brent a hand job. This drove up his heart rate as much as it gave him pleasure. This prompted a visit from nurse Corrine, who was shocked to see Brent's girlfriend giving him a hand job."Ma'am, you can't do this!" Corrine said. Jill just smiled. "You gave him one form of relief, I'm giving him another," Jill replied, "Unless, you'd like to take over." Corrine was shocked. Yeah, shortly after having Brent's. I still get to fuck her of course, but very infrequently, and any sort of sexual games are out of the question."Smell this love," I ask Linda, spraying a small amount of the Nectar in front of her face."It's a very subtle smell," she commented, "reminds me of spring flowers." Good, good," I said, "I think it is going to be used in a washing up liquid," I improvised.I watch for the change in her, at first she became a bit fidgety and then she moved to sitting next to me on the sofa. When at last.