Alice's moans were equaled only by her sister's.Not to be outdone, Alice dallied with trembling hand at the brink as shivers of passion waved through ...ue's graceful body.Together they lavished joyful touch upon tender touch on each other as they shared their exquisitely lovely and passionate moment. As their soft and gentle frolicking continued their breathing meshed into one.Imperceptibly each clung to the other. At no time did their eyes wander from each other, being constantly focused on. I couldn't imagine it being any better, and told her so. Her response: "If I were Judith and you Holofernes, I would cut off your head for impertinence!" A rather drastic remedy, I thought.Rather than cutting off my head, she filled it with a cultural education of sorts. We haunted foreign film festivals, viewed the works of Bresson ("Le Filou"), Carné, Eisenstein, Buñuel, Fritz Lang. She assigned me books to read, and we discussed Goethe, Stendhal, and Balzac. We talked far into. Man did he do the hard yards there. I have to say that he was the first live and spitting cock to get into me in many a year; however I have had a lot of practice with a dildo and the odd piece of fruit.One of the unfortunate by products of advanced years is that the 10" throbber is no longer available and this is compounded by type two diabetes and tablets. Nowadays I can raise a bit of interest but there is a lot of use of cock rings and similar aids. It will not stand of its own accord. ’ He looked at her a long moment before adding, ‘Nigel’s job was at stake.’ In a gentle motion, Cassandra took his hand from her shoulder and sank down onto the fur on the floor to settle before the fire, urging him gently to join her as she listened to him. He watched her a moment as she settled, faltering momentarily when she silently invited him to join her and then slowly sank down beside her to sit. She leaned back against the couch, her jaded gaze closing for a moment as she softly.