He certainly and specifically has to do so. Yeah—he has to do it! Oh Stian, my poor love!Hi, angel! I am missing you. What would you like for ceremo...ial dinner anyway, huh?Before I hit 'Send' to him, I reflect and weigh up things carefully and charily and then in conclusion make up my mind to send the text to him as a Multi-Media Message (MMS) rather. And that is what I vaguely and beyond doubt do. I take a photo of myself while I blow him an indiscernible kiss inside our large kitchen itself. My dick was aching as I undid her pants and pulled them down. She was panting, her fingers splayed out onto the wall she was leaning her back against. She spread her legs a bit as a crouched down on my knees before her, getting a better look at her panties and the contours of the stiff member they were hiding and I couldn’t help but grin to myself as I gave the cloth a generous lick, not caring how dried up my tongue became as I pressed it against the cloth. I unleashed a torrent of hot air. ”Puzzled by that reaction, Kim asked, “You do have sex with each other, right?”“Of course,” replied Kelly as if there couldn’t be any other answer that made sense.“Almost every day,” answered Beth while sharing a caring look at her wife. She added, “I also have sex with John and Ed every day that they are here.”“Lesbians don’t have sex with men!” countered Kim as though she had proven some point. Again an anger rose within her that she didn’t understand.Ed said, “Well, I guess that means that. As i looked up, i saw her smiling at me, and she winked. She moved her palm over the length of my cock, feeling for the size and girth. I put my hand inside the pant pocket and pulled my brief down and pulled my cock out of the brief. So when she started feeling my cock, she got a good feel of the entire monster in its full glory. Her eyes widened as she kept feeling it and she carefully looked down for a view. She used two fingers to hold by jeans tight around my cock, so that she could see.