Most of the time though, the great majority really, I remember my excitement, the raw power of my feelings, I was so alive, all of my senses were heig...tened when he was around me. I can remember specific times when we were together, as clear if it had been yesterday. I remember being so full of the joy of simply having him touch me, of him whispering little nonsense things that made me almost jump out of my skin with desire. No, Jimmy, most of the time, to be honest, I wouldn't have traded five. They toyed with the Cum a bit –swapping it into each other’s mouths, licking, slurping and swirling the gooey, stringy white Jelly around their tongues & lips.Now that Michelle had sucked up my first Load of White-hot goo, she went-to-town on Wendy’s Puss-Hole. Coming down close & lapping at her wet pussy-lips with me.Wendy leant back, her chest arched –her tits thrust up into the air and her hips bounced hard up & down – Michelle and I clinging onto her pussy Lips with our teeth , Wendy cried. Her mare’s lengthy tail twists and dances among the dense air. The essence of slim fingers grasping for reality comes to mind. Sighing softly she catches her breath. The sight of ice crystals flowing from the clouds, refracts with the sunlight to cast a breathtaking halo around the sun. The fiery orb soon to be overtaken by the vitality of the drifting gray clouds. Her warm eyes fill with the wonder of the approaching storm as the silvery gray clouds pierce her heart. Just as his gray eyes. This city has been good for us, but it is time to go.” He stood up, as did I and we shook hands.“Stay in touch,” I said as we left the office.“Sure.”As I left the office, I wondered if Cynthia would come by once more.Tuesday evening, my question was answered.As usual, the sex was great.She arrived in a sheer black blouse, a sexy black skirt that barely covered her ass, stiletto heels and a look on her face that said, “You are getting this tonight.”But before I go into the sex, let us begin when.