"Ralph was very embarrassed and remaining silent again"Honey, let me give you an examples. I'll not grant cannibalism, shitting: nor do I want another...woman in our marriage bed, only you and me in the sex, but what you request I'll try to grant you," I said.Ralph looked at me and I knew he would tell me what his most secret sexual fantasy was.He finally said, "I'm afraid you'll say my fantasy is disgusting, but it's only you and me together having sex. It's neither cannibalism nor shitting."I. "You're going to accept my every word as your command. You will do as I tell you to do. You won't complain or cry or try to get out of it." No sir, I mean, yes sir... I will do as I'm told and I won't complain about anything. I promise." All right. Let's go back into my office. I want to be sure of you before I agree to take you back in." Yes sir," she said with resignation.I reached down to help her up, and as she got her feet under her and stood up, I got a perfect view up her skirt. She was. Without responding with words, Mark shoved his face deep between her spread ass cheeks a took a long slow lick at her pussy cleaning off the sweet juices that had trickled out and still clung to her swollen pussy lips. He had no more finished lapping at her slit when he shoved his tongue between those lips and as deep into her wet tunnel as he could reach.Bella's fragile and tenuous grip on reality was instantly ripped to shreds, as the sensations of what his tongue was doing to her registered. The back section of the bus was actually a lounge to sit in, sip a drink, put your feet up and admire the view. This would also have to be a bedroom. The thoughts of having Laura, Natalie and Helen with me on the trip made me want to have it private, too. Perhaps I could give the front and larger portion of the bus to the family for their use. The galley would be shared and occupy the articulated area. The fridge would provide a cold beer but I was still to taste any in this life.I enjoyed the.