Wren moved her hand, edging closer to my dick. I moved closer to her nipple. She pulled back, so I pulled back. She moved closer, so I moved closer. W... played our game of one-upmanship for several minutes, until the waitress arrived with more champagne.“God, you’re evil,” Wren finally said in my ear. “You have no idea how hot I am right now.”“Well, you know how hard I am.”She flashed a smug smile and sipped her champagne.After a while we headed to the dance floor again. She danced close and. " Thank you," my wife says, warily taking it in her hands. It's not hardto tell it, too, contains some sort of clothing. She places it in her lapand keeps it like that for some moments."Well? Aren't you going to open it?" Edna says.With a sigh, Janice starts to remove the wrapping. Eager to see what'sinside, I help her."Ooh," I say, envious, as we uncover a bundle of smooth, glistening, richorange satin."Oh, God," my wife mutters."No need to thank me," Edna says sarcastically, "Just put it on.". We talked about our feelings and kept everything out in the open. We keep no sexual secrets from each other.”“So you’re going to tell Karen what we’re doing this afternoon?”“Yes, the same as you’re going to tell Brad.”“Last minute to play in the first period,” came the announcement.“I don’t think I’m going to last another minute. Wow where did that time go?” Abby commented.“Time flies when you’re having fun.”“And am I ever having fun!” She exclaimed, squeezing the shaft of Dan’s cock. “ I love. When he cums in your nose, the pressure is warm and pleasant, and you enjoy the cum slowly dripping onto the back of your tongue. Time to shut your pussy.The rolling pin has been sitting on the gas stove for 30min before Chef puts it on the black table, next to your hips, using thick black gloves. The rolling pin is minimalist, just a long thin steel cylinder. Now it is glowing pretty shades of white, yellow, orange and red. It sits there on the table, sizzling. You stare at it as if it's alive.