...>>I start licking, probing your soft folds, encouraged by your moans. By the time I'm licking around your wet opening, I feel your hands in my hair... pulling me tightly against you. Soon, you sink to the blanket beneath us, and I lower myself to you.>>I start licking.... Pressing my tongue against you... And tracing a long, slow, languorous path to your clit.... Again and again.. And then I'm pulling at your lips, sliding my tongue along them, tracing their dips and contours.... I feel your. I pushed the door closed against the cold stillness. The snow would need to be shoveled, and I didn’t trust that my landlord was going to clear it like my lease assured me he would. For the moment, I didn’t care. None of us were going anywhere. My only wish was that there were marshmallows for the box of hot chocolate packets I had in the back of the cupboard.“Take a deep breath. Look at me.” I coached Sam through her panic. “It was a big night, c’mon upstairs and we’ll talk or cuddle or say. On reflection, I really think she was just waiting to cash out. I didn’t really fight it, just made sure it was an even split. I didn’t want the house, so we sold it and split the money. She went on a cruise, got a nice apartment and a new car, and lived the life of a comfortable divorcee. I went back to work, got promoted to maintenance manager, rented a small house and saved. It was just me. I didn’t date, just had no interest. At forty six, I was so out of practice I didn’t know where to. I opened the door , the curtains was open , sunlight streaming into the roomThe quilt was on the floor George was in the middle Lynn was on his right, and the other women about twenty five , she was black and a very pretty face ,was cuddling up to him on his leftLovePut that down here Lynn said moving the radio and lamp on the bedside tableThe other women was laughing omg, you was telling the truthThis is Sofia , this is Chris's my husbandSay hello Chris Hello I saidSofia burried her head.