Randy called at 8pm saying he was still stuck in traffic. Emily hung up the phone, barely evening saying goodbye. Another hour and a half, the house w...s finally quiet, and she was still alone.Sitting up in her bed, propped up against pillows, Emily grabbed the moisturizing lotion from her bedside table. It was a nice vanilla scent. Pulling up her shirt to just below her breasts, she squirted some into her hands and began to rub all over her belly. Sitting there in a low lit room, her hands. " He had actually thanked her again that she "was the kind of woman he could talk to about anything".That had started long before they had gotten married, talking meaningfully and respectfully about anything and everything. Things could be so very unbalanced otherwise, she mused as she arranged some wildflowers she had gotten on her break in a mason jar she then placed on the freshly scrubbed and tableclothed wooden table provided. The flowers were so beautiful, the reds, purples, blues and. You're.. Bastard.. God..' I snapped the pointed teeth into the sides of her bud and her breast blood squirted out. She shrieked and wailed and acted like a deeply surprised and injured woman. She was breast offended. 'It hurts. Stop it, God it hurts too much. Take it off. God, I'm bleeding. Stop it hurting me.'Page 7. I got the other one ready and snapped it to her softer nipple. It dug in pretty well just as effectively but there was less blood squirting and more oozing. . She was now spanking her mouth gently with his cock as the final few drops flew off the tip of his penis and landed on his legs and her cheek.He was again surprised right as she let go to feel someone come up from behind him. He felt what must have been a girl’s breasts press up against his head just before he felt her hands on each side of his cock, one per thigh. She slid her hands quickly upwards across his belly, chest, circling and lightly pinching his nipples, and then pulling his head.