We knew we had the whole night and we stayed awake making love most of it.After that night we saw each other pretty much according to plan. The only p...ople who were aware of us as lovers were Cindy, my boss, Brad, and his wife, Julie.Life was good. Of course I would have liked to see Ellen more often but we settled for what time we could have together. Brad and Julie were used to us being together. We even went out with them a few times. They thought a lot of Ellen also, although they could. Now he lay naked in darkness, silken rope wrappedround his wrists and ankles, a blindfold tight on his face.He lay on the floor of the ancient Parisian apartment andcould smell the layers, the generations, of smoke that hadsoaked into the wooden floor and thick plaster, the carpetsand battered furniture. Over that ancient scent was a freshcloud of harsh fume, drifting on the swell of Frenchchatter that came from the next room where Marie wastalking with her friends, telling them God knows. How had he missed it, the young woman in the photo couldn’t have been more than sixteen and sadly according to the date stamp this was the last family photo they took because the accident occurred two weeks later. Now he was really confused but consoled himself with the fact that Emily might be able to provide some answers. That night he dreamt that he was reunited with his family and that they were so proud of his achievements but when he woke up the next morning the loneliness came back. He. She mounted me, straight up, and straight in. She pushed her mammaries into my face. And started to moan LOUD. My Christ, you are big. I have not been stretched like this for a long time.She reached over and took a big gulp of wine. We did not talk about how wasted she was, she was simply enjoying the feeling of being wasted & a huge cock inside her.She wanted to be man handled, and whom am I to question that. I mauled her body. Her most excellent thighs were working my cock.After a couple of.