And speaking of losing, in an almost separate area of the party there was a group of sad-sack looking white guys, clearly the husbands and boyfriends ...f the women.Diana saw us and came running to greet us. She’d clearly had a few drinks and I wasn’t sure if she’d make it to us without tripping over herself. Although she was much older than us, Diana looked shocking good in her bikini.“OH MY GOD! You made it!”“I told you we’d come!” Melissa enthused.We started venturing deeper into the backyard. .I got her to get on all fours and crawl to me in that state, imagine such a beautiful babe with boobs of that size crawling like a dog. I took out my dick and stroked it a bit, she hungrily saw it and kept staring. Want it???Yess, please.. You won’t get it that easily. I held her and took her to the bedroom, I placed her there with her legs and hands tied to the bed. I started playing with the clamps and pinching on them hard, she screamed after every pinch, I slapped her boob and ordered her. He moves his hands down my waist to my hips as his mouth moves down my neck, his tongue tracing a line from my ear to my collarbone. I am wet already. His kisses trail down my body to the edge of the lace of my bra. I can hear him murmur as he kisses across my ample tits. My breath catches in my throat. I love when he kisses me there. My lover knows how much my body craves his touch. He runs his fingers up my sides and runs them behind me. He lightly runs them up my back to the snap of my bra.. I was frustrated at work, frustrated at home. I lived with my long time girlfriend, but the relationship was on life support. Overwhelming negativity had crept in from our jobs, but we knew deep down that our relationship was just as much to blame. The sex had never been that great - not necessarily bad - but not great. I always wondered just how deep our attraction to each other actually went. Had we just settled for each other after a long string of disastrous relationships? I didn't know. I.