Next I set out some wine glasses, along with a few knick-knacks for my guests to pick from when they arrived.Filled with nervous anticipation, I stood...trying to picture tonight's scene, my tummy did a quick series of flip-flops. It was here, in this very room, that my fantasies visited so many times, and the thought of its impending reality was making me feel just a little bit giddy.Satisfied that everything was ready, I was left with two whole hours to pamper myself in readiness. I drew myself. ”“It's okay, I'm just going home.” She put her glasses on as she reached for the doorknob on the front door.“Please,” he said as he walked beside her and stood in front of the door.“Alright. Whatever, I guess it couldn't hurt,” she mumbled.Armand gave Ashley more blankets so she could be warm on the couch. Just as he started walking upstairs to go to bed, she stopped him. “Armand, wait. I know what you meant when you said you loved me, but I just don't love you in that way...okay?” “Yeah, I get. She smelled and tasted ten times better than he could imagine. She was so soft next to him, and he liked how she wanted him, but also seemed nervous about his body on top of hers. He pressed his dick into her to get her wet and felt her body shudder and squirm. He was going to ravish her. He had his way with her on the floor, then picked her up and put her against a wall and took her again. She held on to him, her legs in the heels wrapped around him tightly. He put her arms against the wall. I could feel the warmth of her skin through the fabric of her leotard, and I moved my hand in wide circles so I could cover her whole belly. Vivian loved it. She closed her eyes with a soft sigh of pleasure, her head rolling back slightly, and placed one of her hands on mine, seeming to take pleasure in feeling my hand as I felt her. As I touched her, we continued to talk. She told me that her boyfriend had left her when he found out she was pregnant, and she had been on her own since. Her.