Granted the divorce, mine, was only a few months old, but I still wasn’t interested in making the emotional investment. I was looking forward to som... nice but boring work conversation. OK, so I have been wrong before and will be wrong again. At dinner we managed to sit together again – her instructor was no better than mine. The shared conversation around the table was the interminable dullness of the event. How much better we would do this if we were running the training sessions! After. Tits... Ass... Pussy...Orgies... Twins... The most imaginative and skilled sexual acts anddepravities imaginable...Don't get me wrong - it's certainly PLEASANT.It's like a cup of coffee in the morning. Nice, but not day-making.Only one thing really gets me off anymore.One thing makes me feel like I've swallowed dynamite.It's the looks on their faces.When Muffy first stared up at me, eyes dead with horror and hunger asshe realised what was tickling her tonsils - and how much she CRAVED it- it. Leila was cuddled up against me and still asleep. She looked fantastic just lying there asleep and I was tempted to kiss her again while watching her, but she stirred before I could."Oh, my head!" she moaned in a whisper on awakening."I can fix that," I whispered to her from near her right ear. Her eyes popped oven in shock, but she turned and smiled weakly at me after a second."Can you?" she breathed quietly."Yes," I replied and cast the hangover spell while tracing the sign for it on her. Laundromat First noticing the stain in her blouse as she sorted her wash, she wondered how it got there. She smelled it and though the scent was oddly familiar, she couldn’t figure out what she had spilled. When she asked a friend to smell, she sniffed and said, ‘Yep, it’s cum.’ Friend Talking on the cell phone with her friend, ‘Why didn’t you tell me you’ve been seeing someone?’ Alyssa answered, ‘I haven’t been seeing anyone.’ ‘Then how did you get cum stains on your blouse?’ ‘I don’t know,’.