Sometimes if she tried real hard, she could almost hear his voice. Sometimes it was the high and sweet Southern twang of that ten year old little boy ...hat had run off the bullies on the playground when she was just a first grader. Other times it was the deep and soothing caress of the lover that had held her just that one night. But either way, it always brought her the comfort and wisdom she sought. And this time was no different… ‘What can it really hurt, Key-key?’ She opened her eyes and. He withdrew his fingers from my pussy and his tongue from my clit and I felt devastated. I whined and tried to move closer to him, but he moved back to maintain the distance he had created. He was so close to me, but why had he stopped? I tried to use my legs to pull him back to where he was, but he pushed them away. “Beg for it, Girl” The words dripped from his lips and I sat up, desperate and wanting him to touch any part of me. I moved towards him and pulled him into a kiss. I could taste. I have a dancer’s body shape and stamina, training 6 days a week for triathlons. My marriage failed and not long afterwards met my soul mate. Our connection was amazing. Unleashing the fires of sexual desire, in me, that had been extinguished in my loveless marriage. Our new love making was even more amazing, often going non stop for 11 hours. I have become insatiable.Truth and dare was his favourite tool to take me to heights I did not know existed driving me to multiple orgasms and wilder. “I maybe a virgin, but I am by no means shy when it comes to talking about sexual situations.” At that time the song “The Final Countdown” started playing, signaling that service was about to start. “All right, you go to the restrooms and listen. When the song ends wait outside the bathroom doors, and I’ll be heading there.”“All right, but one thing first.” Anah then took me by surprise and gave me a quick kiss.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~.