" The blond looked down at her notes and then up again at the two friends building suspense before saying "And I am pleased to say you two look like y...u could qualify for our elite club."Their egos stroked the woman began another round of questions. After they were done the blond smiled and said both ladies qualified for yet more money and free merchandise. Judy got a little concerned about her husband, but was told the men were getting the same treatment. At that very moment their husbands. . I just miss him!I have my stuffies to keep me company and all of the wonderful, naughty toys that daddy and I play with but none of them do it quite like him. I lie awake most nights trying to play with myself and make my clit feel like it does when he caresses it or trying to finger my tight holes as he would but it just doesn't feel the same. I can't reach the blissful, bed shaking, breathtaking climax that I do when he touches me.another thing I miss is his thick cock, the way it feels,. The trip they were on had been smooth and ecstatic, at least for the teens. Bob knew about the bumps, but once you’re moving, you can’t stop the sled. All you can do is try to steer it away from disaster. If you can see it before you hit it. In any case, to push the analogy to the limits, Bob had traded in the sled for a saucer or tube. You can’t steer those for shit. You can try, such as by dragging a foot ... but it won’t do you much good.The first thing they ran into didn’t look like it. I got shocked and silent for few minutes and told her I am ready to make you my wife I know how to make you happy I also promise you I will never force you for having sex with you without your permission or mood but I know after you will be ready to participate in bed with me And you will feel satisfied with me. I know how to handle my wife and how to make her my own. I am not like your husband who always fucked you without your permission or without your contribution. I know he never satisfied.