Me: “So. I guess one doesn’t take off a ring for nothing.” I murmured.Akansha: “One does not.” She looked up at me with an intensity I had n...t yet seen. Her pleasant, cheerful demeanor had slipped just a little and I sensed a whiff of desperation.You might not be sure about how far down that road you want to go, but you know what road it is.”Me: What are you after..?Akansha: “I just want…to feel alive again. To feel good. I want to be the center of someone’s attention for just a few minutes.”. The thought of some masturbatory aid in the shower was far from unappealing, but no—this was Robbie’s girl, even if she was leaving. The young drummer deserved his conquests to himself.“Appreciate the offer,” he told the girl, “but I’m saving this for someone later on.”“Wow. Lucky her.” She sidled by him, biting her lip with naked longing now that he’d gallantly let her down. “Have a nice shower, Mr. Guitarist. And a nice day.”“Both, I hope.” He looked back over his shoulder to see her doing. I moan, a low, guttural sound. I can feel my pussy clenching in a mock orgasm as the plug stretches and fills me. Once my sphincter has closed around the base, you turn the vibe on, on low. I’m a mess within minutes, writhing on the bed and the vibe is only on low! Periodically, you have been swatting me on the ass with an open palm, alternating cheeks. The combination of sweet sting and agonizing vibration is driving me wild.“You want me to fuck you?” I can feel the length of steel that is. "I'm a married woman! How can you even ask such a question?" Has your husband been taking advantage of this 'unspoken agreement', to your knowledge, or has he been completely faithful to you," quizzed Cook."Steve would never break our marriage vows, Detective!" June answered somewhat indignantly. "He's as faithful as an old hound. You can take that to the bank!" Mr. Young, I am asking you the same questions again. Do you agree with your wife's responses?" June has been fucking her coworker,.