She held out a hand and said, "Come here Love."I slid forward, crawling on my belly. She watched me move, hoping for a chance peek at more than what I...was allowing. She had seen the whole package many times, but like all other aspects of the relationships I had with all my women, it was as if she were still enjoying the newness of us.When I reached her, I took her hand but she pulled, wanting me closer. I moved in, and when I was close enough she lurched forward, pressing her lips to mine. My. The marriage was small but nice. We honeymooned in Florida, and her tiny bikinis always caused a stir when we hit the beach. I wasn’t bothered, because at the end of the day, all they could do was look, while I’d be the one to peel those little wisps of fabric off her.I loved Kara with all my soul, and I really believed she loved me. The first three years were wonderful; we seemed so in sync, even started thinking about a family.Trouble started when I was offered a manager’s position and I. For all the white stuff that had gone into her stomach she was dehydrated and needed water.This cock also stayed deep in her throat when it erupted for a little too long for Cora and she gasped for air as soon as it came out.Two sets of hands lifted Cora up into the sitting position and whilst one set removed the blindfold the other set wiped her face with the towel.“So Cora, who’s cock was first, second and third?” George asked.After Cora had downed the glass of water that Caleb got for her. , trying to think of how to deal with this unexpected problem. Dazed, she wandered back into the living room, the man following her, looking around.“I know where I’ve seen you before,” he said, out of the blue, “you go to “Le Coq Sportif” gym, don’t you? I’ve seen you working out there a few times. So, you’re a sporting lady, are you? I must say, you’re in pretty good shape! What do you play?”“I used to be quite good at tennis,” she replied, distractedly, delving into her handbag in the forlorn.