.This is kind of weird that's all!" Good. Now, why don't we start with a few basic rules? First, I expect you to handle ALL of the chores around the h...use. That includes the laundry, cleaning, dishes, cooking, etc.... And I want them finished by the time I get home. I expect my laundry done the way I like it, and my clothes folded and put away in the proper places. No exceptions! Understand?" Okay. I will have them done." Good." The second rule has to do with our sex life. Your number one. I’ll admit that the sights and sounds, along with my husband’s attention to my body, were getting me ready for what was ahead. With my second drink finished, I was feeling good. I could feel how wet I was, and my nipples had been hard as stones for over fifteen minutes. Every man that looked at me got me just a little more horny and ready for whatever would come next.We walked into a room that was decorated like a dungeon. There was a rack with various kinds of whips on the wall around it.. A sex-friendWould start out with very passionate kisses, while running my hands through your hair and up and down your thighs.Then I'd start rubbing your pussy and clit while you still have clothes on, till you started feelings it's too much.As I undress you I'd give you the lickout of your life, having my tongue tickling your clit, sucking it and sticking my tongue inside you to really taste you.I'd then lift you up by holding on your ass, press you up against the wall and look deeply in your. Jacob knew then that she was ripe for the taking. “I could use some really hot and moist cherry pie.”If the waitress could turn even redder, Jacob would have sworn something was wrong with her. He pushed the pie aside.“So cherry?”“I have this?”And to Jacob’s delight, she lifted her skirt up. “And that looks cherry,” Jacob said with a smile looking at the red plump lips of a woman definitely in heat. “I’m not sure,” she replied, her word having pauses between each. He could see her inner thighs.