He pulled his fingers out and went down to start licking my pussy. His large hand massaged my inner thigh. I arched my back as I came once again, "Ah....Oh. Mhmm. Baby. Ahh." He got back on top, massaging my left breast in his hand and kissed me deeply, sharing the way I taste with me. He started to rub his hard cock on my slit, allowing himself to go between my lips, but not to enter fully. He rubbed up and down my clit, still making out with me, until I came. So I came. He wrapped his arms. The Time Entry Screen is now Black lettering on a white Background, making it easier to read all the data. Pressing the top right corner of the screen you will see that entire screen becomes an Internet connection, using Firefox as the default Browser. If you prefer to use Safari, press any key.”An oversized touchscreen keypad appeared, ready to use. I saw some extra buttons, including one for Safari and one to toggle back to Firefox. I didn’t press anything, and it went back to the Quicktime. I pondered how I could open the issue without scaring Matt away. Suddenly I thought about how embarrassed he became when he accidentally discovered the sex book in my bag. “Hey, Matt, do you get terribly embarrassed very often?”“Sometimes, but not too often, why do you ask?”“I thought you were going to die that day you saw the book about sex in my book bag!” Matt laughed for a moment then looked me in the face.“How long are you going to keep pretending that it’s a Biology text book?” he. Let’s assume the former is correct and people come in just two varieties. Les was one type, Carolyn the opposite. Les was a hoarder, a miser, one who insisted getting the last bit of toothpaste out of a tube, the last dollar out of a car deal, consuming everything on his plate, whether he wanted/needed it or not. Carolyn took a more laissez-faire approach to life. If it needed fixing or replaced, just spend the damn money!This was fine, except that Les and Carolyn were married, to each other..