My own tongue responded involuntarily to this exquisite plundering, finding hers and dancing wantonly with it. I looked into Emily’s eyes. They wer... like smouldering green flames, devouring my own in their seething intensity. A desperate need was burning through my body and melting like warm nectar from between my legs. “Fuck, you are delicious,” moaned Emily, her own arousal now clearly in control of her. She kissed me again, and suddenly I felt her body move against mine. Slightly off. "Well, I'll have to admit," Jill says, "That was a great fuck, but it didn't burn me out. It gave me energy."While they're out for breakfast, they decide to kill some time at the mall shopping for things to redecorate their freshly painted apartment. They walk around and look in several stores, but can't find anything they like. They're basically a couple of guys looking for girl's stuff. Feeling totally inadequate, they come home empty-handed.It's about three-thirty when they get back home.. She had just recently completed an eight week course in Brazilian ass cheek improvement that shaped and molded her twin orbs into a deliciously attractive heart-shaped center of mass for prospective vaginal or anal channel hunting equipment packed discreetly inside male trousers in almost every corner she ventured to explore in search of the sort of hardness she found irresistible.At first, she was a bit upset that her normal dog loving inclinations were forced to retreat back to the normality. I can't let this happen, he cautioned himself. Remember what Dr. Erastus Shultz's Marriage Manual said about the wedding night... the groom must be gentle and understanding with his bride and not scare her with his masculine strength... a wife is to be tenderly cherished and treated with respect and patience, and never be allowed to think her husband regards her as anything but a decent and honorable woman... That's what Dr. Shultz said. But God! That doctor had obviously never met Verna! Carl.