Ah ... Tachi!" He kept repeating my name, over and over. Like a mantra. His chest was heaving as more moans filled the air. Jeez! He was utterly irres...stible.I kissed my way down to his navel, and watched his back arch as my tongue took a dip in it. His hands gripped at the sheets on either side of him. He was so sensitive. His response to every one of my touches increased my own painful erection. In one movement, I sat up and pulled his waist up to my chest. His body gleamed in sweat. Right in. ’ She shook her head. ‘Fine, then I guess our discussion is over.’ Brad had pride, and as much as he loved her, he could only take so much. He rose from his chair, this was a dead issue and now he was starting to get a strange feeling. ‘You’re sure I can’t change your mind?’ she asked. ‘There is no way in hell I will ever change my mind, this is my baby and I want to raise it with or without you,’ he said briskly. It was the first time that he had ever really appreciated Leslie Malone, he. I creamed my long legs last night, they too are hairless, men crave that look, I know it, and it makes me wetter.Of course this freedom comes with the need to comply, give my 'Cuck-Hubby', his daily pleasure, and today is no different, he knows I am desired by someone at work, a man just waiting for my nod of acceptance, but I keep him at arms length until hubby gives the signal, and when he does, I am turned over to this man, for his amusement.Shaved and smooth, stockinged without panties,. " I get the feeling there's a lot she hasn't told us about when she was younger," said Craig."And there are the tattoos," commented Carly."Your mother has tattoos?!" gasped Sherry, rolling half on top of Craig to look at her friend."She doesn't want anybody to know about them," cautioned Carly. "I probably shouldn't have said anything." Where? I haven't seen any tattoos," said Sherry, aware that her knee had trapped Craig's penis against his stomach. It was hard."That's because they are places.