The windows were large and went from window box height nearly to the ceiling and wall to wall. Once I was certain the fire was self-sustaining, I swit...hed off the kitchen and den lights, and opened the damper on the stove to throw more heat and light. The resulting effect gave me a sense of safety and well-being.When Catherine appeared, she looked much more comfortable in sweats and furry slippers. She took one look around the den and exclaimed, "You read my mind. Thank you for making a fire. Taken slightly aback by the honesty of the conversation I smiled, relieved that I didn’t have to carry the burden of the reason behind the soap star linkage. Ah ok I mumbled, only to be equally shocked by the next part of the conversation. We also talked about how great some of the toys I have are at making me orgasm. Be a darling and bring my Dolphin and Travel Rabbit down for Jodi to look at would you? This was hardly a request that I would refuse and was turned on by the thought of these. “Hey Larry, see how much dough we got.” Larry rummaged in his coat pocket audibly. “Hmmm, lemme see here . . . hey Moe, I think I found ten bucks here.” “That’s good, porcupine.” Moe next looked to the other man. “What about you, Shemp?” “Hey, I ain’t no ATM.” “No. You’re a D-U-D, you sap!” Moe slapped Shemp’s head lightly. “Get finding there.” As Moe and his friends continued foraging their coat pockets, a very strong sense of desirous longing overtook Elizabeth. She moved away from the trio. She could feel her juices dripping out of her pussy, making her very aroused. Having talked through the night w/ her lover, she was longing for his touch, a touch that can’t compare to any other she’s ever had. Deanne was desperately aching to hold him, to kiss him, to look deep into his eyes as he rammed his luscious dark cock into her pink, wet pussy, riding her while she whispered, Fuck me baby, fuck me hard…waiting to hear those familiar words as he climaxed and whisperingly announced, ‘I’m.