The top of his head only came up to about my nose, so he guided me into the shower, and threw me onto my back on the hard stone floor.My erection was ...tarting to twitch now. It needed me to touch it; this was the most turned on I'd ever been. I tried to slip my hand under the waistband of my boxers, but James blocked it off.He lay on top of me, and started to tenderly kiss my lips. I let him lead, having never done something like this before, but it felt so good. It was like there were. Then there was Mary, her Zumba instructor. She was hot and sometimes Kim would invite her into her imagination during some solo fingering action to assist her in getting over the edge. “Nah, that would be too cliché,” Kim thought. Perhaps fun to masturbate to, but it seemed too much work and too complicated to pursue. She was happy to keep them as her imaginary friends. “What can I do to pay him back?” she thought. “How can I make him truly feel that he crossed a line and make him suffer where. "Trying to ascertain what had happened to him she asked, "Heather, how wasyour day?"Heather smiled coyly. "Let's just say that no one ever had an orgasmwhile scrubbing the kitchen floor. Come join me and we can talk."Ellen picked up her purse and made it to the couch, bewildered byHeather's sudden transformation. Trying act casually until she coulddetermine what Heather's game was, she replied, "The meeting was fine. Ithink we have a new, very rich client."Heather, in her tallest heels,. He even began drooling. "Marcy, may I stick my face in there? Please!"She was rather horny. "Ok Bud, but just for a few seconds and then you're out of here."Almost before she could even finish her sentence Bud had his face between her legs. He loved every minute of it. The aroma, the taste, the feeling. Marcy was blown away by the whole situation. Bud was actually giving her the best oral sex she had ever had. She had always liked rough sex and Bud's tongue was hard and fast all over the place..