Sich vorbeugend atmete er tief durch um ein wenig zu Atem zu kommen. Es war nicht so dass er nicht ausdauernd war wenn es um Sex ging, sondern dass je...er Orgasmus so stark gewesen war. Selbst jetzt konnte er noch fühlen wie seine Boxer Shorts voller ficksaft war und seine Hände klebrig. Er würde gleich ein Bad nehmen und sich hinlegenEr wusste ja was von ihm erwartet wurde. Endlich war der Schleier abgefallen und der loyale Sklave hatte die Oberhand gewonnen. Zufrieden damit das nicht einmal. The smell he knows all to well and has dreamt of many times. He recovered from his brief day dream only to find that her foot had resumed its position at his groin and she was eating her ice cream so seductively, he’d swear she was licking him. In fact, he noticed a few women nearby were speaking harshly to their companions.After the bill had come and been paid, he led her to the elevator. As they waited for the elevator to arrive, he gently held her. He noticed that the material of her dress. "Who was he and what did he do?" Rick asked perceptively."Nothing, you don't want to hear about it." Louise wished she'd kept her mouth shut now. She yawned and tried to stand up. A sharp pain shot through her foot and she yelped, abruptly sitting back down again.Rick scooted across to the wall and patted the mattress. "Look, come and lie down next to me. You need to rest that foot before morning or you might not be able to cycle tomorrow. I promise I'll behave," he assured her earnestly.Louise. Still, she knew if anyone would understand – could help her make sense of it – it would be the two people she loved.She had no idea of how things could possibly work. One, or possibly two, of them might have to change careers. Randi had thought about that a lot. She enjoyed performing but it wasn't her life. She could be happy as a record company executive – or as a housewife – so long as she got to share her love and her life with the two people before her in bed.She fought the urge to undress.