."My left hand flew up her top, grabbed her breast ... the lights went out, the film was starting... my right hand went down her panties to her wet pa...ch, her clit was so wet, I started to stroke it, up and down, circulate on it, teasing her slowly, I looked up as her hubby was facing us filming on his phone, I whispered "I'm going to make you my little slut.... for good!" she replied "I promise to be yours if you fuck me good and deep" I began to kiss her neck from behind..kissing, biting her,. “I’ll give you a moment.”“She’s pretty,” condemned Alex once Faye had walked away. I decided the truth was important.“Yes, she is.” Alex briefly looked scandalized. Peter was looking at me with something not unlike respect. “You recommended the chicken pasta, Alex?”“Oh yes!” She spun the menu around and opened it to the third page. A simple 55 was down in the corner. I tried not to react.“If you’re more of a meat and potatoes kind of guy,” Peter suggested with sympathy more than arrogance,. Carol then spun a story of wild and wanton debauchery into the man's head and left him to believe he was such a superb lover, she gifted him the five gold double eagles he found when he woke up.I was always close by when the samples were collected, in case anything went awry. Thankfully, that never happened. Carol loved the challenge of luring the men to her room, and to her credit, very few ever turned her down. We conducted most of the collecting activities around Fort Collins, because of the. If you have the time to, I believe you will enjoy the adventure.) * I don’t know if it was turning 42 that started an amazing change in my life, but I can clearly remember the moment it began. I was standing in line at the local fresh market on my birthday and it was a cool day. I know it was cool because I questioned myself for days after that second in time to confirm to myself that what happened, happened and was not a mistaken feeling based upon climate conditions. Now, five years later, I.