Her last relationship had ended last June. Wow! Last June! And Sally spent all this time masturbating.Sure, she liked to masturbate. Yes, she was shy,...but come on, she wouldn't be a romantic without her fingers! She didn't have toys, like Julie, but she had lots of fun by herself.Unfortunately, that wasn't enough. Sally Parker was unsatisfied. She wanted to have sex, again. And that meant that she had to find a man she trusted.Like Martin, Sally lived in another city. In her case, Boston, since. Even just for tonight."His heart pounds in his ears. Every move she makes pours kerosine on the flames of his arousal. It sparks him on. Makes him want. Her. All of her.The last thing he needs is to give Ellen Harvelle a reason to put his nuts in a mason jar. But Ellen isn't here tonight. And, in the twisted mess that has become his life, he's sure of one thing: even if she was, it'd be more than worth it for the way Jo is kissing him. The way her tongue ghosts its way over his lips and into. “Do you guys know how to get it in your throat like this? He’s flattening her nose.”“I need to be the other way around with my nose under the dick.” Jen ran a hand down Emmy’s back like she was petting a cat. She held an ankle tight as Krysten taped Emmy to the bottom of the frame.Emmy slurped and rolled her head left and right. Nut wiggled but his strokes were short, keeping himself deep in Emmy’s throat. Maura rubbed her cheek across the length of Nut’s shoulders and kissed her way. Unfortunately, she still wasn't wearing a bra. I did my best to avert my eyes before she could notice that I was staring at her chest.She looked like she had been run over by a truck. She had a grimace on her face as she stared back at me."Uuuhhh," she grumbled as she shuffled over to the table and sat down beside me."So, how are you feeling this morning?" I queried. More importantly, I wanted to know what she remembered, but I couldn't very well question her about that."Ugh! I feel like shit!.