Of course, when he couldn't swing it, it was fun to ride on his lap. She slept in his bed, but she didn't sleep. Couldn't sleep, couldn't dream, The b...st she could do was to occasionaly get a bit spacy, but that only lasted until something grabbed her attention. So, she tried to experience as much of 'normal' existance as she could, with the help of her friends, who treated her just like any other person, any other person that is, who couldn't eat, sleep, or dream. Her imagination was not the. He walked in and I checked if there was anyone else in the toilets and it was empty. Walking in behind him he turned and locked the door, as he faced me I grabbed him round his waist and we started snogging frantically. Our tongues probing each other’s mouths as I ran my hands up and down his spine.He was soon fondling my bum as we snogged. Five minutes passed and I was getting desperate, we pulled apart and as I looked at him I whispered “Have you got a condom” he nodded and reached into his. About two weeks had gone by since the night I shaved myself and my wife turned into a slut in bed. We had sex almost every night since then and I was getting used to screwing a lot. That’s why I was disappointed when Donna told me that her mother was coming for a visit to see the baby. It’s not that I don’t like my mother-in-law but I was sure that her visit was going to put a crimp in my sex life. Donna had always been weird about having sex while her mother was in the same house.. "No." I finally say to him, when I have enough breath back."Sit down, and eat." He leads me over to the table. It looks like they were going to start a meal and were waiting for me to get back.I sink gratefully into one of the chairs.They serve me something yummy tasting but I have no idea what it is I am so addled. Saul pours me a glass of some small beer. We sit in peace for a moment after the meal is done."I do not think Napoleon is to be trusted." I blurt out.The men both suck in their.