I shouldn’t have made that crack about sex becoming boring in marriage. Let’s drop this.”Veronica was still annoyed. She turned to her husband... “I don’t know why you made that remark in the first place. You’ve never complained to me.” “Veronica, baby, you're the best. I was just meaning things can always improve,” said Brad, trying to salvage the situation.“One of the best,” I corrected him, as I casually stoked the fire. “Sarah wins in this competition. You have a graduate degree in. Her tits were fully exposed to my hands and eyes. Her hardened nipples were about the size of an elementary school pencil eraser. They almost looked out of place on her petite tits. Gentle pinching of those nipples brought groans from Ann. Her breathing became rapid and shallow. The movie had barely started when Ann laid her head in my lap facing up. I continued rubbing and squeezing her tits with my right hand while stroking her hair with my left. She was soon cooing and moaning almost like a. They were harmless and carried her though many a lonely day. And it kind of excited her, knowing that Mexicans were saying in Spanish, "I want to fuck her."No one, absolutely no one else was anywhere to be seen. She was a bit disappointed. She had her handy pepper spray in her hand, ready to use it if necessary, but the idea of being approached menacingly by a rowdy predator excited her.It was a dark day with no rain or wind but with ominous low grey clouds. She pulled up in her red Honda CRV. Consequently, any attempts from me to bed her were initially unsuccessful.But it was only a week after our first date that she decided, to my surprise, to spend the night at my place, her decision. I hadn't even seen her since that first night, but a week later she came up to me at work and told me to cook supper, since she was spending the night, and that i should also be ready to 'satisfy her juicy cunt,' so she hoped i had the 'necessary equipment. '"Don't disappoint me, darling, " she.