I squeal like a k** at Christmas. You start kissing me down my shoulders and neck, right there in the hallway. I pull my body closer to yours, feeling...your hard chest against my back. It is at this moment that I know we are great together, we fit perfectly together. “Mmm” I moan, as you kiss that special spot between my neck and shoulder. I can feel your hands trailing gently around my stomach and up towards my chest. You push me forward, so that my chest is against the door to our room. “I. I was confused…wherewas the pain? Why had I been spared? I was almost afraid to surrender to whatI was feeling…utter calm, a total lack of tension, just floating alongas if part of the entire universe, with no separation between the body andthe air around it. At number 60, the orgasms started to rip through my body, one after another,unabated, just adding to the euphoria I was experiencing, building a stepladderto paradise. I felt each contraction flow from deep inside me to the ends ofmy toes. "I dunno, Eunice. She's okay. But she's not a fucking stunner. But you like them a bit frumpy, don't you girlfriend?"Eunice blushed slightly. This was a not-so-subtle reference to the time when they were both blitzed out of it and Eunice confessed to Enid about her sex slave. A secret now shared, and somehow lessened by the sharing. When would Enid want a bit of action? Somehow, Eunice liked the exclusivity of having her own sex slave. It made her masturbatory fantasies the richer when they. After many minutes of this playing the Boy Toy asked if he could fuck her completely because he said he was about to die from the teasing and playing she was giving him. My wife we have rules against that, but then looked over at me with a sly grin and asked if it would be ok just this once...I was so hot myself watching this, I quickly said “Fine go for it!”, at which moment he jumped up and rolled her over on her back while spreading her legs all in one motion! He plunged his throbbing cock.