It was still wonderful though, and I'm glad we did it. I'd like us to do more of it too." Are you saying you won't ever love me?" Not enough to want t... marry you. We want different things. I don't want to just be what you want me to be to you. We can be great friends if you want though. We can play, just like you play with Emily. If you find someone else later, that's all right too. I won't get mad when you do, and you'll still be my friend, even if you want to quit playing." I don't like it. Using my hand, I gently directed her and she began stroking me. It didn’t take long before I was once again fully erect.“Are you ready?” I asked.“Please!” she begged.”Please make love to me!”I turned to my side, then gently spread Fawn’s legs and moved between them. I hovered over her, propped on hands and knees and looked deeply into her lovely green eyes. I saw nothing there but desire. Desire so strong, it was a demand. I had no doubts about what she wanted. Or about what I wanted. Or about. Trying to play it cool, I hesitated trying to decide whether to sit next to him. Thankfully, my husband encouraged me to do it, so I just plopped down next to him on the sofa. That was probably the turning point in my mind for the whole evening. Sitting next to him, hip to hip, I knew something physical was going to be happening, whether I liked it or not.I know I talk too much. And if I'm really nervous, I talk to fast and more often than not just start saying any and everything that comes to. She filled her cup with a swift move, careful not to burn her tiny fingers.She headed out, down the corridor, considering the numbers on the door. In the end, she picked number 456. She swiped her key card and smiled tenderly at the young man tied down on the milking table. He moaned, hearing the click of the door."Good morning, Conrad!" Viv thrilled, before slowly caressing his engorged balls. He would have yelled, if it wasn't for the muzzle forcing his jaw shut.The poor thing was at his.