"That felt nice, slave. But I want more. Edge again, this time you'll be allowed 10 thrusts for the edge." He takes his cock in his hand again, it's ...listening from the mixture of water based lubricant and his wife's sweet honey. It doesn't take much time for him to reach the edge, and letting go quickly to avoid cumming he utters in a deep voice "Ed-ge" as a contraction makes him stutter a little. She can feel the contractions getting harder and more difficult to control through her fingers. . Gina still glowed with the orgasm Alicia's mouth had given her minutes before. My God, the girl was so talented — and so incredibly eager.Back at the Club's entrance a surge of fondness had raced through Gina when Alicia came running for her. The girl had looked all flushed and nervous with obvious anticipation. The way they kissed had gone straight to Gina's trembling knees."Are you asleep, love?" she asked, reaching for her glass of whisky on the nightstand. The cubes had melted. As she. He didn't need her. He had his sheep to care for and they depended on him and loved him unconditionally.Larry's father had passed away when he was a teenager and his mother had raised him to be a responsible, educated, loving man. As a sheepherder, he had learned to organize his time and his life to accommodate his responsibilities. He was up early to feed the animals and took them out to the pasture to graze every day after eating breakfast with his mother. Little did his mother know how much. "No promises. Your mother might not want a swing set in the back yard." Then put it in the front yard," said Curtis, quite seriously."I'll talk to her about it," said Bob. "But this is a secret between you and me, okay? You can't pester her about it. Let me take care of it, okay?" Sure," said Curtis. "Let's go."He ran from the room and Bob followed, only to see Curtis run to his mother at the stove and grab her shirt tail."Mom? Can Bob build a swing set in the back yard? Pleeeeease?"Bob.