. Christ, what time is it? 9am!"He took a swig from his bottle. He was barely listening to her. His eyes were locked on her smooth, lightly tanned leg.... What he could see of them, at least. The coat she wore stretched down to a couple inches above her knees and the only sight of her delicious skin stopped at the top of the tall, come-fuck-me boots she was wearing. Still, Jerry could imagine the rest of her legs as easily as he could imagine his own. The image in his head made him lick his. "Juliana's eyes flew to his face. He smiled and nodded, but she felt paralyzed. She was tired; why couldn't they just leave her alone?A hand cupped her right breast, rubbing the flimsy gauze over its nipple and skin. Another hand found her left breast. And yet another slid under the negligée's hem."No," she said, making the word float on a sigh. A murmur of chuckles ran around her bed. The hands increased their pressure; a finger slipped inside her vagina. Then there was a tearing sound – the. ‘I love you so much, Happy Anniversary.’ ‘And to you sexy, I love you with all my heart,’ I softly replied. Throughout our meal I felt Jacks foot gliding up my leg and his fingers delicately stroking my hand. Sensual glances between us only heightened the anticipation of what was to come. Jack broke the last stare and left the table and walked through to the kitchen. I presumed he was getting dessert and didn’t think much of it until I heard his mobile phone bleep. He then returned to the table. ”In point of fact, I knew that I was being terribly hypocritical because I had just come off a six month affair with a police constable that enjoyed interrogating me in his patrol car with my skirt pushed up to my belly button and my knickers usually on top of his head where he could get the scent of my heated twat and my musky crack to inspire him to more frantic humping. My husband seldom brought me to the pinnacle of orgasm and this young lad with the uncut cock never failed. Now that we.