I reach over and grab the small bowl of melted chocolate. “Okay baby, it’ll be slightly warm, just trust me.” “What’ll be warm, what are w... doing?” “Just trust me.” He sighs, not in a bad way but in an ‘I can’t wait to find out way’. I know he knows it’ll be good because it involves sex. Biting my bottom lip I begin to pour it gently over his chest, the trickle down from the bowl hits him lightly. He gasps out, and squirms under me. I drizzle it from the top of his chest, down to his. ‘He…he was killed in a car crash three years ago,’ Angie replied. Her shoulders began to shake and she sniffled softly. Bob, realizing she was crying, walked over and put his arms around her. With a soft sigh, Angie leaned back against him. ‘I really do appreciate how nice you’ve been, Bob,’ she said softly. ‘You know, when a woman gets to be my age, it isn’t easy to meet men.’ Bob had sensed her loneliness while they were talking back at the wedding reception and during their conversation in. I kept jokingly telling her that what she needed was for 4 or 5 guys to helpme fuck her. Her response was always "NO WAY".After we were together about 4 years I started having a weekly poker partywith a few friends of mine. Angel always did enjoy showing off & flirting. Sheagreed to be our hostess & waitress. She thought that it would be fun to wearsheer nighties & panties while serving us when the guys came over. She wouldwalk around in these outfits serving drinks & snacks to us. She. “Yeah,” she agreed. “I’m pretty sure we’re all kind of used up.”“Let’s get cleaned up and grab a few winks,” Tanya suggested.“Well, if anybody wants some more,” Jeremy offered, “I’m willing to try.”“In the morning,” Tanya said. “Keep it warm for me and I’ll ride you in the morning.”“You’re such a slut,” Jasmine told her.“No I’m not, Princess,” Tanya replied. “I’m a goddess. I gratefully accept all offers to worship me.”Sunday evening, Karla called everyone together for what she called a.