." ... but you need to be able to walk up to the stage tomorrow night," he finished for her. "I, uh, think I shot everything I had, anyway. Let's not ...et either of us sore. Should we go and clean up?" What for?" she asked. "I don't care if I don't move from here until it's time to meet Sarah."Sonja's sister would be arriving at the hotel mid-morning. The reunion had not been completely staged, but they wanted to bring her to Sonja's room. They had decided the backstage idea was not the best.. There were quite a few women I often pictured myself with when this fantasy came to mind. Mostly it was girls at school, some of my teachers and a few girls I met around town at local shops. Probably the only unusual one of all the women I imagined myself with was my mother. I know, it’s weird and maybe sick to picture your mom like that, but I could not help it. You have to remember, all these other girls I fantasized about, I didn’t know how submissive they were, how agreeable they’d be.Mom. She also enjoyed giving and hearing verbal encouragement - gentle words and phrases or raunchy explicit words and phrases/commands.We both liked to hear each other grunt during fucking.The first pleasures Shirley taught me was oral sex - giving and receiving.To begin with a 'gentle' introduction - her sucking my cock and then letting me go down between her legs and taste her cunt.I learnt how to draw her aroused cunt lips into my mouth and tease them with my tongue and then do the same with her. I did not come here to dance or chat. I want a woman I can go home with or take home, and I want several hours of hot raw, uncomplicated sex. I hope you are that woman." I have never been readier,“ she whispered gently.Hand in hand, we left for Courtney’s place.I told Courtney, "Your house is so large, and it is beautiful. How do you find the time to take care of it?"Courtney replied, “I have a cleaning service and a gardener who comes once a week. My cleaning lady comes tomorrow morning, and.