We have talked during foreplay about it, I have talked to her about licking my cum off her beautiful breasts, I have made deals with her that if I cum...before her I will gladly finish her orgasm by eating my cum from inside her, and I have told her that I would love to make out after a blowjob, trading my cum between her mouth and mine. And every time, without fail, I lose the courage to follow through once I begin to orgasm. We chuckle and shrug it off as if it is no big deal.Anyone else with. Lena left the room and my eyes met Sally’s. She pointed to the breast Junior hadn’t emptied.I responded appropriately. As a result, we were the last into the kitchen. Yelka and Lena had obviously eaten before Anna and Jakub, who were halfway through their breakfast.I took my place and Sally her preferred place, kneeling by me. Next to her, Lena was holding Junior. Yelka, smiling, poured black coffee into a mug and put it in front of me, then another mug, with tea, for Sally. I sipped, stroking. About 2 weeks later, the time was right. My wife was going away for a weekend and Ellie had arranged a “girl’s night” with her husband. Ellie knew I had something planned but did not know what. She thought this might be another one of our standard sex filled romps. She was right, but if all went well, I would be watching this time around. Ellie and I made our way to the hotel and got checked in. We decided to get cleaned up and head down for some drinks. As we drank and talked, I noticed Deb. Our relationship couldn't recover.Christmas was rolling around, and I began to feel bad. I missed my friend, and it seemed as if he couldn't care less. With the holidays just around the corner, I knew we would run into each other at mutual friends parties, so I knew it would be awkward. I came up with a plan to talk with him, and if nothing else, let him know that he's one of my best friends no matter if we fight, or if he no longer wants to speak with me. Sure enough, Christmas Eve, he and.