" "Well, I can hardly wait to try it." It was done a few minutes later. Lucy put two plates on the table and they both sat down. As with breakfast, Lu...y waited to see Sean's reaction before starting to eat herself. He took a bite and simply said, "Mmmm" with his mouth full and took another bite. Lucy smiled. They finished dinner and Sean went into the living room, sat on the sofa and sat Lucy down beside him. She snuggled next to him with her head on his shoulder, his arm wrapped around her. Whitney's huge shecock responded enthusiastically to mytouch. However, I didn't want her cuming too soon, so I stopped and lether wither a bit in desperation before using my mouth on it.Each time I felt her want to cum, I would stop and let her drop back downso I could continue the torture. For a while I released her ankles fromthe legs of the chair and held her feet up so I could kiss them.Her feet were sensitive to my kissing and she screamed, cried and moanedin ecstasy as I kissed them. Her. I just, I don’t know…” I trail off, growing uneasy. “Wait, was this that one guy--” “Eugene?” I ask, wondering if that’s who he’s thinking of. “The sculptor ,” he says, and I snicker. “Yeah that’s him.” “Chanel, that guy was a fucking tool,” Ethan says, I laugh. “And clearly he’s as dumb as a box of fuckin rocks. Any guy would be lucky to have you.” His words make me blush slightly and I shake my head. “Shut up, Ethan.” “I’m serious,” he says, squeezing my hip to emphasize his certainty.. I lightly licked his sexy hard nipple and enjoyed pressing up against him. In fact the more and closer we held each other, the more my cock reacted. My body seems to crave his, and his hands seem to crave my ass. He squeezed and caressed my cheeks, gently pulling them apart and running a finger tip across my hole. I just continued to press up against him.He turned the water off and began to dry my body, and his, off. I knew he loved my ass and I wanted to make him happy. It didn’t seem strange.