After a number of injections my jaw got number.19. Upon seeing the tear in the painting I shed a tear.20. I had to subject the subject to a series of ...ests21. How can I intimate this to my most intimate friend?There is no egg in eggplant nor ham in hamburger; neither apple nor pine in pineapple. English muffins weren't invented in England or French fries in France.Sweetmeats are candies while sweetbreads, which aren't sweet, are meat.Quicksand works slowly, boxing rings are square and a guinea. I tried to keep my mind on work, but it was futile. I kept on fantasizing about the aroma of Saba’s sex, whether she had trained her vaginal muscles to grip a hard cock, the precise texture of her pubic hair, the quantity of her natural lubrication, and the warmth my prick would feel in her sheathe. I wanted to lick her earlobes, to feel her tummy against mine. After she had already taken all the juice my glands could produce I wanted to rub my flaccid cock against Saba’s thigh and feel it. Hard... I am ready for that, in fact I am ready for lots of that lately."He ignored her reference to being ready for sex often lately. He just looked at her solid sexy body and dropped the rest of his clothes on the floor in a pile. Stepping over to her he pulled her to him. As he kissed her and fondled her full tits he said,"I had forgotten how sexy you could be."She pushed him over on the bed and her mouth found his hard cock. After a few minutes of giving Bill great head she raised up and. .. I guess... uh..." I said, trying not to be nervous but stuttering anyway, "how about a... a blowjob and... then maybe just a straight lay to finish off?" This was not the first time I had used a whore. It was the second."Half and half," Andrea said. "You just get to cum once, you know." Yeah," I said. "That's fine." Okay, honey," Andrea said, "let's get you cleaned up. Unfasten your pants, okay?"While I unbuttoned my pants and pulled the zipper down, she turned to the sink and started hot.