While Shug showered, I dressed in a pair of white shorts and a black-on-white blouse which I knotted around my midriff. I tried desperately to bring s...me order to the curls around my head, finally giving up and going for the ‘just-out-of-bed’ look. Shug came out of the shower wrapped in his towel. ‘Getting modest, are we?’ I commented. ‘You’re dressed,’ he noticed. ‘We’re going to dinner. You’ll have to wear more than that towel.’ Shug dug into his pack for a shirt and pair of shorts. ‘We’re. He kissed her back with equal fervor, loving the plushness of the red head's lips.She started to move closer and Dimitri's hand moved down to her behind, lightly touching and stroking it. He then grabbed it suddenly, causing a small mewl to come out of her mouth. She pulled away for a second and put her hand over her mouth with a small look of shock. He smiled at her warmly."Have you ever moaned like that?", he asked coyly. "N-not with someone I just met", she replied. "Relax then. I'm not. Just a few days per month! You see how hard it as to endure such ordeal! I loved being fucked, loved doggy style, loved cum shooting. My husband is a slim person with flexible body, unfortunately he was not fulfilling all of my sexual needs in bed. I loved him, when we first met I fell in love with him from the very first look, but soon our sexual life appeared to be boring and very rare. He got exhausted very fast and made me feel unsatisfied, like a hungry animal every night. I think he was. In theory, any guy would do, so long as they weren’t wearing a collar. There were any number of men in the park. He could easily walk up to one and ask. The jogger coming up along the path, for instance, or the two throwing a frisbee back and forth by the tree, or that guy reading on the bench. Any one of them could easily take it off.They could also ruin everything for him with just a couple words.It was a risk. Maybe they’d recognize the serial number and decide to take home a slut. There was.