" She said sadly. "Like I said anytime." He confirms. "So what does this woman you're chasing look like?" She asks to get back to the su...ject. "I don't know. She's a shadow" He answers. "But you do catch her." She asked excited. "Oh yes but I can't remember what she looks or feels like, It’s just one of those crazy things." He explained. "Yeah I know what you mean." She answered and drifted further out into the street. He stayed on the side that he was on and. Libby liked the motion of the bed when we were having sex, especially when she was really high. We stripped and climbed to the middle of the mattress. Libby liked to be dominated in bed, and I had no problem with it. As I lightly bit her big nipples, I spread her thighs and ran my hand down her shaved cunt. Her lips were swollen, as was her clit, and her juices made her slippery. I went right for her clit, which was almost the size of the end of my thumb. Peeling back her lips exposed it, and I. Well, I say 'boss'; it's a bit more complicated than that. You know that Jenny was doing research? Her PhD project was being supervised by Professor Dawney – Angela. She had Jenny do this project on adult play and stress. I think she thought you were a 'good laboratory model'. But Angela and Jenny had an affair together before Jenny and I got married and I suppose I have always been a bit suspicious of the Professor. When I got back to the UK and found out what Jenny had been up to, it all. Still slowly stroking my cock, while watching you blow dry your hair, I catch you occasionally glancing at me through your dressing table mirror.I know if I masturbate any faster I would have already shot my load. I decide to take it nice and slowly as I love watching my lover's morning ritual.Soon she finishes her hair and starts getting her lingerie, throwing different coloured underwear on the bed. She bends over, knowing I'm getting a great view, to open a lower draw. Her slender legs are.