As standing seems to become too difficult, your knees repeatedly buckling, you step over to the bed and fall backwards into place. I crawl over to you...and make sure to share a deep kiss with you. After exchanging whispered words, My body moves down the bed so I can resume tasting you, but your hands stop me and roll me onto my back. With a look that says both ‘getting even’ and ‘my turn’ you take a handful of ice and begin to massage my body with the same meticulous care. Making my body. Then a moan welled in her throat as Stephan climbed up beside her, his hands reaching out to grab brutally at her fearfully trembling nakedness, his fingers digging into the soft mounds of her quivering breasts. He stroked over her hips in rough abrasive gestures which evoked, in spite of their gruffness, a familiar tingling response through her suddenly throbbing vagina. A thrill of remembered excitement rippled over the entire surface of her naked skin, and for a moment she tried to let. Oh, gosh! How did he guess my secret fantasy? My husband was nice and considerate and thoughtful, but just once I’d like someone to take charge of me, to be rough with me, to bend me squirming over his lap and spank my bare bottom until it sang. Just thinking about it caused a little jolt in my groin.I sat for a moment reading and rereading, then leaned back on the toilet, spread my lips, and deliberately stroked my moistening hoo-ha until it thrilled. I came with a gasp then dug a pen from my. We were going through the shelves and stopped by young fiction. I wanted a book from the topmost shelf. I was in a short top and half jeans. I raised myself on the toes trying to reach it, in the process my top lifted up a bit. I wasnt much aware but suddenly i caught him staring at my navel. I immediately stepped down and looked down. He gave a wild smirk. From then on he kept on eyeing me, feasting on my ass whenever i bent down to pick up a book.The crowd became less when he came up to me..