Jayne made me feel like the most beautiful and desirable woman in the world. I never had to resort to my vibrator again." "You... and Jayne" Shirley e...claimed. "But she's not a lesbian! And you........!" "I'm not a lesbian either," her sister finished. "Just a very lucky lady, with a very understanding friend. What Jayne and I did together - still do together occasionally - doesn't change the way we feel about our husbands or kids. It's just a little secret something that only another woman. He carried her, giggling, into the living room and sat back down on the couch. "Don't you want to fix it like you usually do?" Emma asked wiggling her ass against the lump growing in Mike 's shorts. "Fix what?" Mike asked, looking innocent. "Your thing . . . your . . . " Could she really say that word to Mike? ". . . your cock." She finally said, blushing a dark pink. "You usually fix it where it's pointing straight up." She finished, not meeting his eyes. "You don't miss much do you?" Emma. The weather was sultry. A bout of late autumn sunshine following on from a week’s rain meant the city felt damp. In Allison’s bedroom, with windows closed it was stuffy but she knew that leaving them open would mean a chilly early morning.Allison lay, unable to settle, pulling her duvet over herself and pushing it off again at regular intervals as she tried to get to sleep.She was resigning herself to spending an uncomfortable night. It wasn’t as uncomfortable as Gordon would be having, she. “I think we’re ready”, he said and laid himself flat on the bed, I wanted you to see this and just as he lay down you and Jill entered the room in an embrace. “Are you really going to fuck his arse?” Jill asked amazed, she had her answer when she saw my cock. She kneeled above her husband and held his arse cheeks apart, you thoughtfully made sure that my cock was lubricated, rubbing After-Sun all over my cock and balls. You then guided me over to Sam’s waiting arse. I placed my knob against his.