Please, Mrs. Connors, please, let's take our clothes off and fuck!"He reached out with his arms for John's wife again, and Ruth struggled in his embra...e weakly for another moment. Then all resistance ceased in her muscles and sinews; the game was over and it was time to get down to serious business.Dan pushed her down into the softness of the mattress. Ruth's legs inadvertently opened, one foot unceremoniously kicking up in the air as her dress hiked up to her thighs. Dan sucked in his breath,. My breathing slowed and again I was able to relax slightly. But all I could visualize was her hands moving back up my legs to my thighs, my sex. I wondered if she would push me to that point that I would experience an orgasm under her care. I began to hope she would. What was happening to me, how had I arrived at this point of depravity?Oh goddddddd, her hands were ‘there’ again and they were moving vertically again like before, oh GODDDDDDDDDDDDDD SO sensuous! Oh my god, I was so close. I. DJ was next, having spent the time fixing her sunny blonde hair into an up-do that featured a Heidi headband braid across the top. The style accentuated her graceful neck and the expanse of bare skin from her shoulders down across her chest. The navy blue and white bikini featured scooped bra cups that practically hugged the sides of her big tits while revealing even more creamy flesh front and center, just barely covering her nipples. The two halves were connected in the middle of her chest by. She seemed to be wearing pants made of coarse cloth like denim, probably jeans. All the weight of the corner of the bookcase seemed to be on her right thigh and ankle, and there was a large book under her foot. I guessed the foot and ankle must have taken the bulk of the weight and I suspected it might be broken pretty badly.I sat up thinking about it for a minute and came up with a plan. "Can I ask your name?" You may," she answered, emphasizing the appropriate form. It made me wonder if she.