Without kids we have been great friends to each other. We talk about all kinds of things. She shows interest in my job, we follow sports together ...nd both love the outdoors. She not only works part time but she takes care of the house and cooks fantastic meals. Except for her one idiosyncrasy, I really couldn’t ask for a better wife… which is why I have tolerated it. Ashley is also very competitive. We often have harmless bets with each other about all kinds of things just to make. Mostly sounds spewed from his quivering lips along with a few “Oh God’s” and some “Oh fuck’s.” I then spun his chair 90 degrees to face me, and I dropped onto my knees. I rubbed my hands up each of his thighs as they met at the apparent bulge in his trousers. I repeated this several times, and Barry began to relax. I was not sure whether his relaxing was related to the pleasure he was about to receive or more like a small jungle creature, ultimately giving up, knowing that the tiger was about. Apparently, they already had instant communication in this world. They called them ‘speech transfer talismans’, and they worked by painting a unique array onto a piece of paper with a particular catalyst. The only problem was that they were single use and burnt up after sending a single sound transmission.In comparison, a mere little box could be made that linked up to the satellite from anywhere and allowed a person to communicate with another little box somewhere else.James decided to leave. Her place was a cozy downstairs on the right. C said we could just layback and nosh, drink some wine and smoke a joint , we did and I ended up staying the night , we sucked and fucked eachother for hours but I didn't really cum , C's legs trembled and she couldn't walk well for awhile, we fell asleep nude under the covers with my hard cock stuck between her thighs mmmmm . The morning awakens and we do too, smeared with lovers juices we lounged under the covers drinking coffee and felt it.